Shen Yi deceived the Human Emperor, cleverly seizing the Emperor's Aura, all for his own transcendence.
All his curses were directly suppressed by this crisp voice.
Lin Shuya's mind was blank.
That is transcendence, something even Immortals and Buddhas yearn for in their dreams, yet there are people in the world who don't care about it at all, and he had encountered two of them in succession.
You don't even want transcendence, what is it that you actually desire?
"W-why..."
Even Lin Shuya didn't realize that two streaks of tears were flowing from the deep sockets of his eyes.
It was not self-blame or sudden realization.
But a kind of desperate powerlessness.
He suddenly realized that he could no longer find an excuse to convince himself that he was establishing a destiny for the common people, that he was saving the Red Dust.
