Shi Chu's words amused Lu Yin. "So all the schemes Luck Master and the others have laid over the years have come to nothing."
Shi Chu smiled. "It's the biggest joke in the entire universe. That girl is clever and ambitious. As for Wang Wen, as a blood descendant of Wang Xia, he's just as talented, and even more cunning than Wang Xia."
"Together, they could do anything, yet they chose to scheme against the Masters."
"Think about it, kid. If you were a Master who ruled the universe, wouldn't you find a way to protect your life?"
"Among the Six Great Masters, only a Master can kill another Master. So what do you think they would be thinking? Wouldn't they fear the other five joining forces to kill one of them? And yet, after countless years, the Main Dao has remained untouched. Is it because the Masters love peace? Or are they so stupid they don't know how to form alliances?"
"Neither. They have fought to the death before, more than once, but every time, they failed. Even when Death Lord once came within a hair's breadth of death—when even a peak powerhouse could have killed him—he still wouldn't die."
"The Three Laws are the foundation that sustains this era, and the very thing that locks it in place."
The storyteller spoke gravely. "Every clash between the Masters is like a play put on for the universe—a convincing one, but always with a twist at the end."
"This time is no different."
Lu Yin didn't know what to say. They were all actors, even the Masters, but the Masters had built the stage.
Xiang Siyu and Wang Wen had spent boundless effort and ages plotting, only for it all to turn out to be a play.
At this moment,