"Laughable! It's the world's largest absurdity!"
Xuan Zhen stepped forward toward the altar, his crimson eyes fixed on Fang Cheng:
"Now you should understand, the organizational split I mentioned is not something we wanted, but rather it's your father's group of stubborn fools who want to split!"
"They betrayed the organization's highest ideals, attempting to create a 'New Ideal Land' with 'equality between ordinary people and mutants'!"
"They are the true culprits!"
As if hitting a sensitive point, Xuan Zhen's emotions showed a hint of excitement, he unwittingly revealed more secrets that outsiders would find hard to discover.
As his words ended, the sinister wind in this bloody space grew even more chaotic.
The numerous wronged souls in the black vortex on the ceiling seemed to echo his rebellious words, letting out even more piercing screams.
Fang Cheng slightly gasped, as if digesting this information, before speaking again after a moment:
