Who Is Calling Me?

"Your Majesty, with your talent, you are very likely to become the next Emperor. But please do not rashly venture to the end of the Boundary Sea. You must cherish your life; only then can you safeguard peace in All Heavens Myriad Realms."

"The darkness at the end of the Boundary Sea cannot be resolved by a single Emperor. If Your Majesty rashly enters its depths and attempts to eliminate the source of darkness there, you may very well bring about another Emperor Fall Era."

"All Heavens Myriad Realms have already lost one Emperor!"

"We absolutely cannot lose the next Emperor as well."

Though Butcher had wandered the Boundary Sea year-round, he was not entirely ignorant of Nine Heavens Ten Earths.

In fact, when Shi Yi had first begun to reveal his brilliance, Butcher had already formed a faint impression of him.

But at that time, Shi Yi had merely shown great potential.

What Butcher had never expected was that Shi Yi would fulfill that potential in just a few hundred years.

Nor had Butcher expected that in the brief moment he was distracted,

Shi Yi would soar to become a towering powerhouse.

More importantly, there was not the slightest trace of forced, unstable growth in Shi Yi.

Even Butcher could feel only one thing from Shi Yi: despair.

The despair of being absolutely impossible to defeat.

It was no less dreadful than the strange and ominous.

Of course, the speed of a person's growth

did not determine how far they could go.

But under normal circumstances,

those who moved slowly found it difficult to go far.

Those who moved quickly had more opportunities.

One step ahead,

every step ahead.

Never believe the comforting tale of the tortoise and the hare.

A tortoise could never outrun a hare.

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