Zhou Yuanjue's words were like a sharp blade, plunging deep into the heart of the black-robed man.
Where did everything he now possessed truly come from?
He was nothing more than an irrepressible, wicked thought that had arisen from Zhang Dongwei's heart under the influence of the Elixir of Immortality.
His power came from the original owner's formidable physique and terrifying spirit. His breakthrough was guided by the Life Atlas. His ability to control this body was entirely thanks to the help of others.
Wasn't everything he had, just as Zhou Yuanjue said, obtained through sheer opportunism? Like a Giant Rat that had grown fat by stealing another's grain?
However, even though a part of him dimly understood it all, he was still unwilling—or rather, afraid—to believe it.
'The truth of the matter can't be like this.'
"Stop spouting nonsense! Power is power, and strength is strength!"
"Power doesn't lie, just like wealth doesn't lie."
