The giant corpse sighed once, then continued, "To an Immortal Emperor, there is simply no one in this world he can truly trust."
"Anyone can become an obstacle to their upward pursuit of growth, or else an opponent."
"What you feel right now as enemies on all sides, an impossibly difficult situation— to an Immortal Emperor… it's nothing more than a daily routine."
The giant corpse sighed ruefully. "All beings long to climb to the peak, but whether it's the road of the Immortal Path or the development of a sect— as long as you want to keep going upward, want to pour your own Will into the world, the farther you go the harder it becomes, the more perilous, with more and more enemies…"
Listening to the giant corpse's narration, Zhang Yu thought of all the pressure he'd been under from every direction during this period.
He mused inwardly, "The higher you climb, the more you become a solitary figure, the more you become the enemy of all living beings, is that it?"
