Time passed.
Gu Yuan had not been idle either. With nothing else to do, he switched perspectives and descended into Chen Xiao's body.
Following that kid along, he truly got to experience what it meant to receive a protagonist's treatment.
Opportunities, villains, showing off and slapping faces, beautiful confidantes.
It really had everything, exactly like the novels he had read in his previous life.
Time drifted by.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
Just as Gu Yuan was still following Chen Xiao's perspective, the voice by his ear finally began to fade away.
A hundred years!
That old bastard had actually talked for a whole hundred years!
Fuck, he really could talk.
All at once, silence descended.
The enthralled crowd felt a sense of loss, as though they had lost something especially important.
It was over?
Just like that?
When they opened their eyes, the sensation from before had left them unable to pull themselves free, nearly dragging them into ruin.
White light shone down, seemingly clearing away their current state and restoring their original expressions.
"The hundred years are up. The sermon shall end here."
"Only then do you understand that the path is not singular. If some things are explained too much, it will not benefit your future development."
Destruction Supreme's voice fell without a trace of emotion, making it impossible to tell whether those words were sincere or false.
But the principle itself was not wrong.
Only when the roads ahead differed could one reach the end.
"Praise the Destruction Lord!"
"Praise the Destruction Lord!"
"Praise the Destruction Lord!"
Voices rose one after another. No one bothered concealing the excitement and devotion in their eyes.
What the Destruction Lord had spoken of contained quite a bit of genuine substance. Even they had not