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"A god?" Chen Xiaojun exclaimed. "Was it because of the Rakshasa God?"
Chen Yu composed himself and said slowly, "Not just him. More than one deity stands behind the Crimson Church, but the Rakshasa God's legacy takes precedence."
"Most remnants of the Evil Cult Societies destroyed throughout history either joined the Crimson Church or were absorbed by it."
"As for the Crimson Church, over the past ten thousand years, the Soul Master World has wiped it out before. Our ancestor Chen Xili's era was one such success, and Ancestor Xi Li even slew its grand elder, the Crimson Church's strongest expert at the time."
"But within a century or two, its dead ashes flared to life again. The Crimson Church has countless fallback plans."
"Besides, even if it is destroyed, the Rakshasa God can pass down his legacy again and cultivate a new generation of Evil Soul Masters. There is no shortage of Soul Masters harboring wicked thoughts, or Soul Masters who can be dragged into the mire."
"As long as Rakshasa lives, the Crimson Church will never perish!"
"So that's how it is." Understanding dawned on Chen Xiaojun. "Then it all comes down to the desires hidden in people's hearts."
Chen Yu's brows twitched, and he nodded. "Very good. You've seen the root of it."
"What could be more wicked than a human?"
"Honestly, these days, no bizarre incident can shock me anymore. I ask myself, is this what humans are? But aren't humans precisely like this?"
"What else could be more wicked than a human? Can you find anything?"
"We often curse people as worse than pigs and dogs. I think that's an insult to pigs and dogs, don't you?"
"How could pigs and dogs ever be as wicked as humans?