If this guy saw humans as separate from all other things, as something special, then there was nothing they could do about it!
Once spiritual energy was cut off, the saying "all things have a spirit" would become "nothing has a spirit." Wasn't that the same as death?
If even their spirituality was gone, wasn't that death?
You had to understand, even a blade of grass possessed a faint trace of spirituality!
So the Lord of Phantom Dreams was delighted. He thought this human must be suffering terribly, watching someone else use his body to destroy the world and all living things, while he could only stand by and watch. He must feel so helpless, so despairing.
That feeling of being unable to do anything!
The Lord of Phantom Dreams thought that all he had to do was enter and say a few words to this human, and the man would gladly cooperate with him to save the world!
That was how it should have gone!
But the Lord of Phantom Dreams had never expected this.
The culprit behind it all—the one who wanted to sever the connection between Heaven and Earth—was this very human!
Fine, fine, fine. Drag everyone down with you!
What an antisocial personality!
And yet this guy kept saying he was doing it for humanity, for the good of the world. Ah!!!
He didn't even know what to say!
He was speechless. Utterly speechless!
In fact, if that had been all, it wouldn't have mattered. This human didn't look capable of severing the connection between Heaven and Earth. But the problem was that, somehow, this guy had attracted some unknown entity, perhaps something from ancient times, and had even been possessed by it.
Then things went wrong!
This entity, which might have come from ancient times,