"Does this... mean the Milky Way Galaxy has already entered its end days? That it's in the final stage of aging and destruction?"
Seeing his relationship with the Huan King steadily improve, Yan Wuji could not help tossing out one claim after another that made Jian Shang's heart jump, using them to demonstrate his worth.
At the same time, Yan Wuji had gained a deeper understanding of the Huan King's character. He also understood that the Huan King's impatience and irritation were not directed at any particular person; he valued practical matters and disliked long-winded speeches and people who threw their weight around. Previously, Yan Wuji and the other leaders of Apex Otherworlder factions had always prided themselves on being direct descendants of wealthy, prestigious families in the Earth World. Naturally, they had looked down on a "lucky" commoner like the Huan King. But as the Huan King's personal strength and influence grew, and the world of Forging the Sacred Court became increasingly bizarre, Yan Wuji and the others gradually stepped down from their pedestals and began to take him seriously.
With the Huan King's current strength and influence, he had no need whatsoever to pay them any heed. They could do nothing about it anyway. Yet he did not seem particularly concerned with that, judging matters rather than people, which gradually allowed them to set aside their personal grudges as well.
Thinking back carefully, they actually had no great blood feud with the Huan King. They had caused him considerable trouble, but had also helped him a great deal. Regardless of whether those favors and grievances could be argued out, there was at least no need for infighting during the current National War. After all, the Apex Otherworlder factions did not belong to them personally, making it difficult to