"I like you! Idiot!"

["Ten thousand years ago, the Human Emperor held back the abnormal for you!"]

["It was the Human Emperor who left you enough time to grow!"]

["Ten thousand years later, you watched the descendants of the Human Race go to their deaths!"]

[Your tears finally fell, mingling with the blood on your face and dripping down your chin.]

["Do you still deserve to be human? Do you still deserve to be called great emperors?"]

[Silence.]

[A long silence.]

[Then, you felt it.]

[In a place extremely, extremely far away, two wills were watching this battlefield.]

[They had heard your roar.]

[But they did not move.]

[They only watched, like two bystanders, like two strangers.]

[Within their wills, there was a trace of hesitation, a trace of struggle, a trace of guilt.]

[But even more than that—there was fear.]

[They were afraid of death.]

[They were afraid of the abnormal.]

[They were afraid that once they made a move, they would be targeted by the enemies of the Human Race, would be hunted down, would fall just like Chen Xuanji.]

[So they chose silence.]

[They chose to look on. They chose to cling to life.]

[As you sensed the fear in those two wills, you suddenly laughed.]

[Your laugh was very soft, very faint, like the bitter laugh of an old man who had seen through the affairs of the world.]

[You thought of the Human Emperor, that strongest being of the Human Race. Facing the encirclement of seven Bizarre Emperors, he had not retreated.]

[He had fought until the final moment, until the last drop of his blood ran dry.]

[And yet his descendants, his kin, his comrades-in-arms, had chosen to flee.]

["Senior!" Your voice was very soft, so soft that only you could hear it.]

["Did you see? This is