The Curtain Is About to Rise?

Although it hadn't been intentional.

But disasters had always been born from me and continued to expand.

This marvelous feeling.

In the eyes of many people, it might have been some kind of enormous burden and invisible psychological pressure.

It could make them instinctively experience all sorts of emotional tremors and think about all kinds of random things.

But for Xi Shenlian.

This was probably a fairly okay feeling...

Okay in the literal sense.

There were no extra feelings involved.

Although he couldn't say he particularly liked it, he couldn't say he resisted it either.

He could only say that it was a relatively novel feeling.

Xi Shenlian had never experienced it before.

As for now?

He didn't mind taking his time to experience it.

As for whether he knew about The End Emperor's methods and true intentions.

Xi Shenlian naturally knew.

After all, the ability he possessed—Absolute First Strike—was simply that convenient.

Whenever something might affect him, before it truly emerged, Absolute First Strike would naturally respond in various ways.

It was the first before the first, and the inevitable before the inevitable.

Therefore, the smooth implementation of The End Emperor's actions was, in essence, based on Xi Shenlian's tacit approval.

It was the sort of tacit approval where he didn't know what the other party wanted to do, but could sense that what they were doing was rather interesting, and so simply allowed it.

It was exceedingly casual, yet involved the entire world.

There was a strong sense of casually deciding the world's direction by rolling dice.

Throughout the entire process, the only operation that could be considered somewhat difficult for Xi Shenlian was how to know that something was interesting without automatically learning the whole picture.

For him.

Once something touched upon him.

The difficulty of knowing