"Because in my understanding, someone like him would definitely have left behind countless contingencies."
"As long as the timing was right, he would surely make a comeback."
"But the truth was that such a world-shaking powerhouse had truly died."
"Back then, he lost to the Ominous Maker, and that defeat became the psychological shadow of his entire life."
"Shrouded by such a shadow for so long, he naturally needed a victory."
Upon hearing this answer, Xiao Hei asked in surprise, "Just one victory would have been enough?"
Looking into Xiao Hei's eyes, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly. "Yes. At that time, Heaven needed only one victory."
"A grand victory, one that held meaning in the Mortal World."
"Only such a victory could restore the spirit of his youth and awaken the desire to survive buried deep within his heart."
"Yet fate toyed with him. Heaven staked everything on one throw, but in the end, he still lost to us."
"That defeat not only destroyed his physical body, but also shattered his faith. That was why he died."
Xiao Hei smacked his lips. "Put that way, Heaven was rather tragic."
"The lives of people like us were already filled with tragedy and pain."
"Who could live to the end depended not only on their own ability, but also on whether their resolve remained firm."
"Many times, the powerhouses of the world were not defeated by their opponents, but crushed by time."
"If this setback had made me, Chen Changsheng, sink into despair or commit suicide, then we would truly have failed completely."
After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Xiao Hei said, "I don't know about anyone else, but you, Chen Changsheng, will never lose hope."
"Even while giving up on yourself and pretending to be a wild man, you still found time to