The instant that voice rang out, boundless hatred filled the air—and it surged straight toward Qin An.
Qin An felt a murderous intent within that hatred, as if it meant to swallow him whole.
Yet the Myriad Worlds Body made no move. Another force seemed to be tugging at its consciousness, keeping it from attacking at once.
The sight was bizarre, as though two forces were pulling the Myriad Worlds Body in opposite directions.
One was its boundless hatred for Qin An. The other held longing for him and welcomed him.
Eunuch Yang suddenly said, "If they come from the many worlds the Heavenly Demons destroyed, then according to what they said, none of those worlds produced a Savior. That was why their resistance failed."
"And so they're filled with boundless hatred for a world that did produce a Savior. They hate that no Savior was born in their own worlds."
"When Lord Qin appeared, they poured all that hatred onto him."
The explanation was subtle, yet it fit perfectly.
Qin An and the Pacifying Distant King understood at once. At last, they knew why this was happening.
The Pacifying Distant King nodded. "Exactly. That other force, the one filled with longing and a sense of closeness, is how they feel toward the Savior. But their mad obsession interferes with it, leaving them in two utterly opposed states."
"On one hand, they want a Savior and want to help him defeat the Heavenly Demons. On the other, they want to destroy the Savior and see our world meet the same fate as theirs, equally destroyed by the Heavenly Demons."
With their explanations, Qin An understood the cause as well.
He rubbed his chin. "Then how do we deal with the Myriad Worlds Body?"
It was terrifying. Even with his current