Which Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?

Inside the Human Emperor's bedchamber.

The scenes of the past vanished. Li Xiang looked at the Old Man before him; the black mist around his body was constantly trembling.

"That time, I nearly led the human race to extinction."

The Human Emperor was still brimming with confidence, as though nothing in the world could crush him. He even joked with Li Xiang. "A pack of trash. They simply couldn't kill me. So many years have passed—even after shattering my cultivation realm, they still don't dare come and test me again. All they dare do is scheme back and forth."

"Do you think you're funny?"

Li Xiang's teeth ground together. This Old Man's ambitions had been too great. Otherwise, the human race would still be glorious today.

"No."

Yet the Human Emperor's cloudy eyes shone brighter and brighter. "I had long calculated that a calamity was inevitable, but I still had to do it! Roads are forged by those who walk them. The human race rose from a weak race to what it is today because we firmly believe that we will never live beneath other races!"

"In ice and snow, we built fires. Beneath the blazing Sunrise, we sought shade. When floods ravaged the world, we raised dikes. When wild beasts fed on us, we humans copied the strength of ten thousand beasts. When immortals treated our people as food, I used immortal arts to march against the current and strike down immortals!"

"I refuse to accept it. That alone is enough!"

Li Xiang was momentarily speechless. Perhaps that was the difference between an emperor and someone like him, content to remain as he was.

"At least I saw it!"

The Human Emperor's tone suddenly rang with force. "I stepped beyond the heavens for a moment. Even if it incurred