At that moment, Palm of Life and Death Tribulation and even God King were listening. They were curious about Wang Wen, the Balance Envoy, and about Human Civilization.
The Universe Civilizations had no contact with one another. This was a rare opportunity to hear more.
The more they knew, the better their chances of surviving. That was common sense.
Wang Wen didn't mind. Stroking Sky Dog's fur, he said slowly, "Since she won't come out, and I can't risk going against the past, there's only one way: keep luring her out. Give Human Civilization hope, then bring them despair, over and over again. I refuse to believe she really won't come out."
"From the Three Realms Six Paths in the era of Heavenly Sect to the Nine Mountains Eight Seas in the later era, including you, Lu Yin—I watched you all grow up. Especially you, Lu Yin."
"You've surprised me, and delighted me, more than I can say. You're more talented than anyone." His gaze burned as he continued, "To be honest, I can't bear to see you die. Your existence is the greatest variable in Human Civilization. I've only seen beings like you emerge during the era of the Nine Fortresses: that astonishing War God Pan, the freak who destroyed the Fishing Civilization with a single punch, and one outstanding figure after another who unleashed invincible power. I thought I'd never see anything like that again."
"You've surprised me so much. But it's precisely because you exist that Hong Shuang might come out."
"People like you can't be cultivated. Heavenly Luck, opportunity, and talent—all are indispensable. I never interfere with your development."
"Watching you go from an ant to the pinnacle, I've also worried you might become uncontrollable. Even I don't want to let someone like you develop unchecked."