"Three Realms—"
Lu Hao murmured, tapping the table with his fingers. When it came to insight into the situation and development of the Three Realms, Lu Hao considered himself unmatched. After all, along the timeline deduced by the Seed, most schemes and conspiracies had been exposed. Even if he had emerged early to disrupt things, the overall tide would not change. Those ancient relics who had survived all wanted to become Sovereigns. But who knew that becoming a Sovereign was like entering the palace as a consort? Those inside the walls wanted out, while those outside wanted in. Neither could help themselves.
"The Three Realms will become very chaotic next. The great tide has arrived, and countless ambitious people will rise with it. The Three Realms will go through war after war. By then, even the deaths of Imperial Venerables, Saints, and even Heavenly Kings would not be strange. For that final position, everyone will be fighting until their brains spill out—"
Lu Hao spoke indifferently. "Brains? Did Big Dog's brains get beaten out?"
The moment Lu Hao mentioned brains, Gray Cat immediately interrupted. "Not Heavenly Dog's. I meant a bunch of people had gone crazy," Lu Hao said irritably. It had only been a figure of speech. How had it gotten connected to Heavenly Dog? This stupid cat really was stupid beyond saving.
"Ah? Is that so? Why did they have to fight? Why couldn't they learn from me? Just sleep through it, and everything will pass."
"That's because they're all bad people. They all want to defeat everyone else and reach the final position themselves," Lu Hao said with a smile. If those ancient relics thought like Gray Cat, why would the Three Realms have become such a grand chessboard? Those ancient relics only thought of improving themselves