Ignoring the strange looks on everyone's faces, Chen Changsheng stared fixedly at Old Man Yao. "With your strength, you shouldn't have set your sights on trash like the Uncanny. Why did you do this?"
"Of course, to heal my injuries!"
"Whether it was the Dao of Bloodline Immortality or the troublesome Uncanny, everything was merely a means for me to heal."
"At the time, I focused on the Dao of Bloodline Immortality. The Uncanny was just something I made on a whim."
"But after meeting you, your ideas gave me fresh inspiration. From that moment on, I shifted my focus to the Uncanny."
"Mei Yongsi was an opponent I specifically left for you. I thought he would put enough pressure on you."
"But in the end, he became obsessed with power and put the cart before the horse. What a disappointment."
Hearing this answer, Chen Changsheng frowned. "The Four Brahma Three Realms had been infiltrated by the Uncanny for far longer. You had been making arrangements there since long ago?"
"I didn't have that kind of leisure!"
Old Man Yao casually waved a hand and said, "Those people in the Four Brahma Three Realms are fools. All they know is fighting all day long. I had no interest in dealing with them."
"They became tainted by the Uncanny themselves. I merely gathered them in afterward."
"Don't forget, the Uncanny first appeared among them."
"I had thought I could use their hands to spread the Uncanny, but who would have thought you would erupt with unprecedented potential and beat every last one of them flat on the ground?"
"If I'd known, I wouldn't have chosen them."
Old Man Yao's words were so casual, yet Chen Changsheng felt boundless pressure.
Having lived for more than a hundred thousand years, this was the