"Entering the 'True' realm of transcendence, my thoughts and wishes become reality. With a single thought, time can be reversed. No matter the sacrifices, the bloodshed, the regrets—all are but a joke."
"If you, my Taoist friend, believe that the sacrifices of the Federation are too great, I can promise that, besides the seven of you, all citizens of the Federation can live, including those who died ten thousand years ago."
Mu Shitian whispered, "That is the crux of the matter. We have never feared death."
Wuzhou's gaze was deep, and he chuckled, "You only wish for my death?"
"Wrong." Mu Shitian said flatly, "What we desire today is not just you, Wuzhou, but also the Four Demons."
Until this moment.
Wuzhou finally realized that what Mu Shitian sought today was not merely to leave him behind but to include Yan and even Taiyi, who had vanished into who knows where!
"This is a joke."
