"The Dao Ancestor is being rather extreme."
Zhang Bainin shook his head, feeling that Lin Xian was far too inclined toward conspiracy theories. There was naked evil in this world, such as the Restricted Area Supremes.
Those enemies were close at hand and deserved to be brought down.
But to claim that the Great Universe was a succession of reincarnations, that all living beings existed within a Creator God's dream, was simply too vague and ethereal.
Never mind ordinary people-even an old fossil like Zhang Bainin found it hard to accept.
"If that weren't so, why did the Desolate Heaven Emperor sever the ages with a single sword and never return?"
Lin Xian gazed toward the horizon, into the dark, fathomless void, and said slowly, "You and I both live beneath a curtain. Everything we see and hear is a reflection, which is why we cannot glimpse reality."
At the mention of the Desolate Heaven Emperor, Zhang Bainin paused. He could disbelieve Lin Xian, but he could not disbelieve the Desolate Heaven Emperor, the only person throughout the ages to have become an immortal.
If even the Desolate Heaven Emperor had been wrong, then everything truly was over.
"But if we keep sacrificing like this, when will it end?" Zhang Bainin mused. "Once we sacrifice falsehood and behold reality,
how do we distinguish reality after seeing it?"
"If we sacrifice reality as well, what difference remains between reality and falsehood? We'd probably sacrifice until we went mad."
"Have you got a death wish, saying something like that?" Lin Xian's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly rose and covered Zhang Bainin's mouth, rebuking him, "You can spout falsehoods all you like. Speaking the truth can get people killed."
A chill suddenly ran through Zhang Bainin. He stared into the depths of the