Human Brain Farm

Zhu Zhengwei's expression revealed a trace of rigidity and solemnity.

Was my appearance here also within his expectations?

Demon God Laozi... is truly a monster of this level.

He has calculated everything flawlessly, not only overturning the adversity of the Red Moon World, which is thousands of times weaker, but also outmaneuvered my strategies. He even anticipated the contingencies of this place.

Waiting for me here, to counter this trump card of mine?

Zhu Zhengwei's heart was not at peace.

For it was his first time encountering such a terrifying opponent of this caliber, a monstrous genius who pushed the limits, whose invincible momentum naturally invoked reverence.

"This war, with all its twists and turns, its hidden cards, truly caught me by surprise."

Zhu Zhengwei raised his head, looking towards the sky of the Red Moon World.

Before him was not the night, yet it was covered by a starlit night sky. It was a vast darkened array that weakened numerous invading Divine Realm experts who entered this land and fought against the Emperor Realm natives of the Red Moon World.

Even after being weakened, they were not something the Emperor Realm could withstand. They could only use countless lives, burning their lifespans, to forcefully plug the gap and resist the seven or eight invading Divine Realm experts.

Rumble!

The sky constantly echoed with the sound of tearing.

Meteors streaked across the sky, like a brilliant meteor shower.

In reality, they were the corpses of peerless strong ones.

However, in the sky, some strong ones sensed the aura here, and several Emperor Realm experts swiftly flew over, each showing an unnatural expression, looking at the two great figures before them.

"Your Highness the Demon God, this Ghost Witch Doctor has also reached the Divine Realm, but under my weakening array, he too, like the other Divine Realms, must endure our siege. We are willing to assist you..." a strong figure spoke.

"Even the world of the weak cannot be insulted. Facing death, we must take a bite out of them!"

Bang!

An invisible aura sent the speaking Emperor Realm expert flying.

Without a sound, his voice was silenced, as if his throat had been crushed by an invisible giant hand.

Gulp!

The surrounding Emperor Realm experts swallowed nervously.

They looked as if seeing a ferocious beast, showing a shocked expression, instinctively backing away, every hair standing on end.

This kind of power, speed, mysterious death that cannot be reacted to...

"Ghost Witch Doctor!! Ghost Witch Doctor!! This man... is not a regular Divine Realm that can be besieged after being weakened! His power is beyond what we can handle..." a terrifying thought emerged in the minds of all Emperor Realm experts, causing them to instinctively retreat.

Unknowingly, I have also become this strong.

Zhu Zhengwei understood that he too was somewhat of a pseudo-heavenly talent, training under blessings for two thousand years, not something ordinary people could contend with.

Moreover, the creation of the Four-dimensional World was originally intended to study the system of extraordinary power, to make himself terrifyingly powerful, and indeed, his development was headed in that direction, his combat power already among the world's best.

Zhu Zhengwei, however, did not pay attention to the Emperor Realm experts, looking at the elderly man before him, "You can still manage this, even though the frontline war must already be draining you... and yet, you can still consider me."

"That is natural, isn't it?"

This kindly old man with white hair and beard calmly looked at Zhu Zhengwei, his face bearing a serene and pure smile, and said softly, "After all, Ghost Witch Doctor, as our Red Moon World's eighth Demon God, always posed a latent threat from the rear. While we fight on the front line, how could we not guard against it?"

"Thus, I left this magical avatar to guard against this hidden menace."

He slowly said, "Indeed, the situation I least wanted to see has still occurred... I initially thought that among the seven Demon Gods, the one I esteemed most for purely pursuing the Dao, appearing as a person close in wisdom and intelligence to me, was not pure. He merely pretended to be pure, concealing some malintent, and came to our Red Moon World."

"Perhaps so." Zhu Zhengwei felt a sense of being seen through.

But he had no way to refute.

If possible, he would not have revealed his trump card as the Ghost Witch Doctor, maintaining the image of a pure Seeker, but now he had no choice but to expose this card.

Since he had to act, being discovered was inevitable.

"In this world, it's normal for things to come to an end. Even mighty as you are, it's hard to stand alone and change the course of history. Defying the heavens is difficult; a lone boat finds it hard to navigate the great sea; some things are not necessary to persist in forever..." Zhu Zhengwei slowly began.

"Did you know? This war is something I least wanted to see..." Demon God Laozi began to speak.

Zhu Zhengwei calmly watched him.

"Honestly, if it weren't for the Celestial Dao forcibly requiring me to integrate with its Dao core, I would've preferred to merely make some efforts just as an act. Unfortunately, it... would not let me go." Demon God Laozi expressed with a deeply helpless sigh, "I had no intention of getting involved in these wars, but alas.... destiny is not up to man, and I eventually became tainted with too much blood, death, and resentment... which was not my intention."

Zhu Zhengwei, watching the old man, felt slightly at ease.

He knew of Demon God Laozi's nature, or perhaps even if he hadn't met Laozi, he would know his character, since this was a figure who existed in the mythos of humans.

In Daoism, he is worshiped with the legendary epithet "Supreme," signifying an unparalleled significance, revered as a Saint of tranquil detachment, the closest to the Dao in human history.

Such an existence, formed by the subconscious accumulation of all humanity's dream remnants, embodies the concept of ideal and truth-seeking martyrs.

He naturally concentrated on seeking the Dao, aspiring to comprehend cosmic mysteries, disinterested in worldly conflicts, yet was caught, tethered by the Red Moon Celestial Dao, unable to extricate himself.

"So, who are you really?"

"Who exactly is your true self?"

His eyes quietly fixed on Zhu Zhengwei, as if intending to glean some clues, see through all his disguises, and uncover the deepest truth.

Zhu Zhengwei did not answer.

"From the beginning, I've been puzzled by your identity."

Demon God Laozi softly opened his mouth, "You might come from an ancient civilization, the so-called Great Qin, I agree... yet through continuous contact, I find you still hide other mysteries."

"Even to the extent that...."

Laozi looked up into the starry night sky of the Red Moon World, a wave of unprecedented longing rising within him.

"I too, have started questioning the existence of this world, the structure, the universe beyond universes, the cosmos beyond cosmos...signal a tiny hint of suspicion."

"Indeed, after the battle with Empress He Li of the Ox Race and a near-death breakthrough, I comprehended the Dao, paving the Daoist Golden Core Skill, blending Yin Yang Qi, cultivating the Yin Side world and the Yang Side world simultaneously, entering a certain spiritual realm within the void."

"Spiritual Power unprecedentedly acute, a unity with nature, harmonizing Yin and Yang, entering a frightening level imperceptible to others."

"Although unable to find any evidence, a mysterious sense of dissonance grips me."

Demon God Laozi kept talking to himself, "As if the world conceals some crucial truth... like I've been living in a small bottle, naked, curled up, nestled within a glass jar."

As Demon God Laozi spoke, he wandered into the lush, dense forest.

Zhu Zhengwei thought for a moment, then followed him, strolling into the tranquil and remote night of the forest.