Chapter 472: The World: The Ambiguous Past, Present, and Future (Part )
"The information shows that the 'natural enemy' that can cause fatal damage to the hero is about to 'resurrect' and bring devastating disasters to the world!"

The wind and snow were like knives, blowing in along with Zhuang Zhou's low voice, scratching people painfully like a sharp blade.

"In fact, you have already been informed of this message that must not be passed on to anyone, but you did not trust them at the time."

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, then he immediately realized that Zhuang Zhou was referring to the incident some time ago when he was blocked by the team of Meng Tian and Jing before attacking Xuanyong Highlands.

He raised his head and looked at Zhuang Zhou's gloomy and heavy profile on the stairs, without saying anything for a long time.

"So, is the information indeed true?" Wang Yao asked this question calmly after a long while.

The strange thing is that at this moment, compared with the emotionally repressed Zhuang Zhou, he seemed a little too calm.

"That's right." Zhuang Zhou said with certainty, "Don't doubt it. The great Supreme Creator will never exaggerate. Since she can send this message, it means it is bound to happen!"

Wang Yao immediately said: "The message was received a thousand years ago, and Wan Gu Chang Ming also started collecting energy crystals from that time. His original plan was to rely on the power of the East Wind Altar to resist unknown enemies, right?"

Wang Yao passed Zhuang Zhou and climbed up first, while continuing, "From the beginning, Wan Gu Chang Ming had high hopes for Zhuge Liang. That's why when he forcibly locked the skill module into my body, Wan Gu Chang Ming was so furious and had to give up the siege on me, because he simply couldn't afford to have the only 'key' that could control the East Wind Altar damaged, and then lose the means to deal with subsequent disasters?"

In a sense, Zhuge Liang, the taciturn man, was the original protagonist of the Jixia Academy, but he saved him by replacing him in the most extreme way.
"My appearance has completely disrupted the plan that Wan Gu Chang Ming had been operating for a thousand years by any means necessary. Once all the forces are defeated and annexed by me, the canyon war will stop completely. No soldiers will die in the war, and the canyon battlefield will no longer have the energy to extract the essence of the earth, and there will no longer be enough power to drive the East Wind Altar?"

"That's right."

Zhuang Zhou nodded and admitted: "It's very helpless. We couldn't determine the level and scale of the disaster based on this short message. But at least we have confirmed that the 'enemy' exists, which is enough, because as long as we solve this 'enemy', the disaster will be stopped in disguise. That's why I and another great sage didn't stop the Master's behavior in the past thousand years. The Master also firmly believes that the 'natural enemy' mentioned in the message is probably related to the disappearance of the gods 2000 years ago! That's why he took so much trouble to collect energy crystals, and even fooled everyone with the identity of a great sage. At least he firmly believed that this was the only and correct way. The best way to deal with the enemy is to have weapons that can destroy the enemy, that is, the East Wind Altar, one of the twelve wonders! And if the whole world can be saved at the cost of sacrificing a thousand years of history, then all this is worth it, even the thousands of soldiers who sacrificed for it in the canyon battlefield are worth it."

Wang Yao, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. He looked back at Zhuang Zhou with a strange look in his eyes: "Are you guys worthy of being called great sages?"

Zhuang Zhou stared back at Wang Yao and said something even more mocking: "It is the world that regards us as saints."

Wang Yao's eyes turned cold and he continued to stare at Zhuang Zhou's gentle and calm face.

"Your world is full of incomprehensible pathologies. Soldiers use their lives, heroes use force, and everyone is trying their best to prove that their existence is more valuable than anything else. But in fact, in the eyes of you true superiors, these people are just bargaining chips that can be sacrificed at any time."

"Someone has to sacrifice. This is the only solution. But instead of letting them die without hope, don't you think it would be better to let them die on the road to pursuing their ideals?"

Wang Yao was completely silent.

He turned slowly and continued to climb.

The air becomes thinner and colder as the altitude increases.
They walked up the stairs one step at a time for one hour, three hours, and five hours. Their hair began to frost in the low temperature, the snow on the steps under their boots became thicker and thicker, and there was white mist in their breath. During the whole process, the two never said a word to each other.

Finally, when he was about to reach the top of the tower, Wang Yao stopped with his back to Zhuang Zhou.

"If you think you can use the issue of the world's survival to morally blackmail me, or you are now trying to arouse my sympathy with all kinds of self-justifying difficulties, then I can tell you that you are wrong. No matter whether everything you said today is true or false, I will definitely destroy the deformed existence of the Jixia Academy with my own hands! As long as the Jixia Academy is still there, even if the world is not destroyed, the war will not stop, and the world will never have peace!" This meeting has made Wang Yao clearly confirm Zhuang Zhou's strong intention to recruit him, but he still firmly gave his position and answer.

"Just because of the thoughts of you superiors, the battlefield in the canyon has been filled with blood and corpses for a thousand years. Do so many broken families deserve it? Are all the separations and deaths meaningless? Or is it that in this world, being born as a human is their original sin? In my world, a saint once said: Good weapons are ominous tools, and saints use them when they have no choice. This statement certainly makes sense, but I cannot agree with using such a way of devastating lives and fooling and deceiving people as the price to pay."

The wind and snow were howling, as cold as a knife.

Zhuang Zhou silently looked up at Wang Yao's determined back, and for a moment he was a little dazed; many, many years ago, when he tried to admonish the Master, that man seemed to be as determined and resolute as he was now.
They are all the same type of people, strong, perseverant, calm and profound, but they just take different paths.

Therefore, Zhuang Zhou did not directly respond to Wang Yao's question about his position, but suddenly changed the subject: "Do you know that Wan Gu Chang Ming, who was known as the number one in martial arts, is no longer the same as before? Perhaps in terms of the hero lineup, your Federation is naturally still unable to match the Jixia Academy, but from a 1-on-1 perspective, you are now enough to defeat the Master."

He slowly passed Wang Yao, took the lead to the top again, and slowly said: "In your opinion, why can Wan Gu Chang Ming become the recognized number one in martial arts? Is it because he has practiced for 2000 years? Or is it because he has monopolized all the resources in the world? In fact, none of them, in fact, the source of the master's power comes from his own will and belief. The firmer the will and the stronger the belief, the stronger his power will be! This brings him a benefit. As long as his will is not extinguished, he will always be the number one in the world! However, the fatal flaw that comes with it is that once his will is loosened, he will fall from the altar at any time."

Zhuang Zhou paused and stood at the top exit of the Tower of Babel. He turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Yao, and continued, "I think you should have guessed it without me saying it. Zhuge Liang's decision at the time shook the iron will that had remained unchanged for a thousand years. Just like me now, he also doubted whether his actions over the past thousand years were correct. He hesitated, and his hesitation began to cause his strength to continue to drain away, no longer as it was before. In other words, our Jixia Academy has now lost its greatest combat power to rule the continent."

Although he knew it was impossible, Wang Yao still looked at Zhuang Zhou with a higher opinion: "From what you said, you won't interfere with my destroying the Jixia Academy, right?"

“No.” Zhuang Zhou shook his head. “At least until we are sure that the world will not be destroyed, my position is the same as Wan Gu Chang Ming’s. As long as you dare to come, we will definitely do our best to resist you. This is the historical responsibility of our generation. It has nothing to do with right or wrong.”

In fact, up to now, the two sides' ideas have long been incompatible. There have even been several times when both sides expressed their own opinions and insisted on their own views.

It's still the same reason. For strong people at their level, once their ideas conflict, they are doomed to be incompatible. No one can convince the other. The only way to solve it is to either kill the other or to verify it!
Zhuang Zhou's original intention was not to let the situation get out of control, so he brought Wang Yao to this place.

"When I ordered Meng Tian and Jing to find you, you should have heard what they said, right? Peace Watcher Mozi died a few days ago. Do you know why?"

As Zhuang Zhou spoke, he led Wang Yao to the top platform of the Tower of Babel.

The platform is very wide, with a diameter of 100 meters. It does not have too many luxurious decorations. It is just a flat, giant round platform covered with snow. But standing in this place, relying on its own height, you can easily overlook the horizon of the entire world.

In the distance, the sky is vast and boundless, the mountains are winding and the peaks are overlapping, there are birds flying and clouds are rising.

This is the world, a world full of blood, deformity, deception, but also a warm, beautiful and precious world.
Wang Yao was a little dazed for a moment.

"Please look to the west." Zhuang Zhou's voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Wang Yao followed Zhuang Zhou's gaze and was somewhat surprised to find that in the distance, on the horizon, there was a vague scarlet glow.
In this magnificent painting of heaven and earth, the existence of this scarlet color seems so abrupt, as if it was stained by paint accidentally dropped by the gods. It is completely incompatible with the established beauty of the surroundings. It is also like the entrance to hell, reflected red by the bottomless blood. It is both strange and abnormal.

However, the most important thing is that even though they are tens of thousands of miles apart, Wang Yao can still sense an evil aura from the scarlet that makes him feel disgusted and fearful instinctively!
"There is?"

This aura even had a tendency to surpass Zhuang Zhou and him! If you were not at the top of the Tower of Babel with a wide enough field of vision, you would never be able to see this strange phenomenon.
In response to Wang Yao's question, Zhuang Zhou was silent for a moment before he said, "The border area is now also called the Cloud Desert. The great battle of the gods 2000 years ago took place there."

(End of this chapter)