"Will you truly have a utopian society like this? What you get is nothing more than an illusory world!"
Wang Yang's gaze was icy cold. The once refined Yan Xiang now appeared exceedingly vile in Wang Yang's eyes, just like a spider in Hell, emotionlessly dispensing punishment to others.
Tearing apart all that is just only to welcome the ugly; so-called justice is nothing more than a grandiose excuse that one fabricates for one's own evil deeds.
Wang Yang did not consider himself a paragon of virtue and kindness, but he was definitely not a person who committed endless evil.
In a flash, the power within Wang Yang surged mightily. If someone had observed from beyond the Three Kingdoms world, they would have seen a colossal heart appear, spreading countless tendrils, absorbing the world's nutrients.
