Facing Bai Ze's words, Chen Changsheng nodded.
"You're right. They could still understand pacifying the Eight Desolations Nine Regions."
"But ever since the Battle of the Four Directions Continent began, they haven't really understood me."
"Old Man Yao controlled the Uncanny to devour living beings. Though such actions were immensely harmful, they wouldn't wipe out everyone in an entire epoch."
"But over such a small problem, I made a huge fuss and even slaughtered more than ninety-nine percent of the living beings in that epoch."
"Was what I did a little excessive?"
"Ridiculous!"
Bai Ze once again refuted Chen Changsheng's view.
"Of course Old Man Yao wouldn't kill everyone in one go, because he still needed more living beings to heal his wounds."
"He would only kill a batch at regular intervals, like harvesting leeks, crop after crop."
"If you hadn't stepped forward to stop him, the entire epoch would have become pigs and dogs penned by him—slaughtered whenever he wished, without the slightest consequence."
"Those little bastards always thought this could be resolved through gentler methods."
"But they never stopped to think: if they truly had the ability to resolve all this, then you, Chen Changsheng, wouldn't have stepped forward on your own to shoulder this responsibility."
"I didn't take part in the battle to slaughter the entire epoch, but I still caught a faint scent of it."
"While you were killing people, how many Uncanny things beyond your expectations did you discover? Dare you tell me?"
At those words, Chen Changsheng fell silent.
After two breaths, Chen Changsheng muttered to himself, "There were too many Uncanny things beyond my expectations. I can't remember how many."
"A little bird, a rabbit, an ordinary old man..."
"Every living creature could become a host for the Uncanny. Though I developed a