Apotheosis

Zen felt embarrassed and didn't know how to respond to Athemar's question.

No one in the divine land had ever told him the reason.

Timotheus had left the Source World long ago, so he was also clueless.

When Leopold and Lorena left the Source World, their cultivation levels were still low, so neither of them knew why.

Chiyou also didn't mention anything about the fight when Zen met him.

"Yes, I don't really know," Zen replied frankly, cheeks still slightly burning out of embarrassment.

Athemar glanced at Zen, then he nodded and said, "It's understandable. Your cultivation level was still too low at that time, so it was kind of meaningless to tell you about it anyway. It is hard to explain things about the Other Shore if you haven't reached it."

"Why on earth did they fight?" Zen asked, his eyes gleaming with obvious curiosity.

"To survive," Athemar sighed exasperatedly.

Zen pursed his lips, and quietly glared at Athemar.

Then he asked, "Have you heard of the Book of Changes?"

Zen shook his head, and his curiosity was back again.

Athemar continued, "The Great Ultimate generates two complementary forces, then those two complementary forces generate other four aggregates. Those four aggregates then generate the Eight Diagrams; lastly, the Eight Diagrams determine myriads of phenomena. What would it generate if it went on this way?"

"What would it generate?" Zen asked, confused by the cycle.

"The great rivers and mountains of the Mountain Viewing Province, the Source World and even the chaos came into being," Athemar answered as he stretched out his hands.

The chaos could turn into anything and everything.

There was no need for Athemar to explain further. That was exactly how Zen's inner world had been created.

Zen nodded with apprehension and said, "Got it."

"No, you don't understand," Athemar said with a sly smile. "Have you ever thought about what will happen after endless generation?"

Zen was a little stunned, his brows furrowed. He had never thought about this.

Athemar stretched out his arm. Then he moved his hand in the air like he was grabbing something. A huge stone flew fast towards him. When he grabbed hold of it, he slightly tightened his grip on the stone.

Crack!

The stone was instantly covered with cracks and fissures. A few short moments later

e of human race is needless. Even if the other races are killed, the human race will just reproduce and expand in every corner of the Source World. The chaotic life will last. The ideal situation is that only about ten thousand people live, so that the world will not be chaotic," Athemar said.

It was a crazy and risky plan.

"In other words, the Bearing race planned to kill all the creatures in the chaos, but the Nine Li race was eliminated in advance?" Zen asked, perplexed by the new information.

"The reasons for the feud between the two races are very complicated, but that is the main reason," Athemar replied with a nod.

Zen stared at Athemar and said with a baffled expression on his face, "The tragedy of the Nine Li race was caused not only by the Bearing race, but also by the Divine Farmer. Does this mean that the Divine Farmer chose the same way as the Yellow Thearch?"

"You're right," Athemar agreed with Zen's analogy. "It is impossible to fulfil such a great ambition with the Yellow Thearch alone. In addition to the Divine Farmer, there is someone more powerful behind him."

Athemar had a faint sense of awe when he said this.

Zen could guess that Athemar was talking about a Chaos Ancient God.

However, he always heard No. 9527's voice in his mind from time to time, so he didn't think a Chaos Ancient God was so mysterious.

Athemar had been waiting for Zen to ask about who the more powerful being was.

But Zen was silent for a long time, taking his time. Athemar could no longer help but ask, "Aren't you curious?"