Chapter 637: Where Do You Want to Go

"You only need to tell me what you know, that's enough. Stop talking nonsense!"

To be honest, Shen Yu did not want to waste any breath on people like this; who knew what kind of evil they were harboring in their hearts.

Moreover, in his view, everything they did was wrong, and they were great villains who brought disaster to the world.

Yet to them, they might feel that what they were doing was right, and it was just that everyone insisted on different paths.

Everyone has the right to choose the path they take in this world; how can there be any right or wrong?

"You don't want to listen, but I still want to say it. Why, why must you people insist on opposing us? Why do you refuse to lower your so-called noble heads and compromise!"

"You think you are high and mighty, you think you can judge evil, you think you are peerless heroes upholding justice."

"Bullshit, you are all bullshit, you are nothing. You only bring disaster, you bring more slaughter, you only cause more innocent people to be dragged into your conflicts!"

He glared at Shen Yu. Even though he was facing Shen Yu, and even though he was filled with fear at this moment, there were some things he still had to say.

Facing someone like Shen Yu, begging for mercy or crying about one's misery was useless. Everyone knew what kind of people they were; they wished they could kill each other on the spot. How could one be spared just by begging?

Only by using a sense of righteousness to pressure the other could there be a glimmer of hope. At this point, he could only take a gamble, even if it was just to stall for a moment or two.

"You think your resistance is for the sake of the world, but you never consider the consequences. Do you know what the result of your resistance is?"

"For so many generations of Spiritual Qi Surge, every time you self-proclaimed righteous people who fear no death go one after another to your deaths, you only succeed in infuriating those people."

"In the end, isn't it us who have to bear their rage? Isn't it the common people of this world who have to bear it!"

He struggled, wanting to crawl up, but after struggling several times, the terrifying weight on his back, as if he were carrying the entire world, pressed him until he couldn't breathe, making him unable to even move a finger.

He could only let his stubborn resentment show through his eyes; in fact, this was his true inner voice.

He had gone to great lengths to do so many things, admittedly to live better himself, to survive smoothly, and ideally to become one of those old monsters.

However, he also had a heart that wanted to save people. While achieving his own goals, he would save these commoners along the way; only with more commoners would there be enough food.

Devouring, only by constantly devouring could they step higher and live longer. If there were no commoners, they would have no source of food.

When one day he became one of those old monsters, the commoners of this world would be the sheep kept in captivity; how could one drain the pond to catch the fish?

Therefore, in his mind, the commoners of this world were his private property. Before he became one of those people, having a batch of them die was enough to make his heart ache quite a bit.

"Is this your logic?"

"That's right, this is my logic. You clearly know your sacrifice is worthless, so why do you still do it, why do you still go to your deaths?"

"Once you die, it's over and done with, but do you know what kind of panic you have left for this world, and how many people have died miserably?"

"Less than one in a thousand, less than one in ten thousand of the common people remain—it is all your fault! If it weren't for you, under our mediation, at least ten times more people could have survived."

"What a joke. Cowering and begging for life only leads to becoming someone else's meal, to be slaughtered at will. Where there is oppression, there is resistance."

"Forget it, why am I even telling you this? Speak, what are the weaknesses of those people?"

Shaking his head, Shen Yu suddenly gave a look of disdain; without realizing it, he had been led along by this guy. He hadn't wanted to waste his breath, but he hadn't expected to hear so much.

He could also see that the Dahuzi in front of him was just trying to stall for time, talking about everything but the point, in order to find a chance to escape.

However, while Dahuzi was stalling for time, wasn't he also taking this opportunity to try and probe the other's memory? As long as he could get his hands on the other's memory, he would have everything.

He didn't know what kind of treasure was hidden in his mind that could actually isolate his Mental Power from probing. As expected of a leader, he really had a few tricks up his sleeve.

If he could scan the other's memory and see clearly what he knew, he would have killed him long ago; he wouldn't be here blathering on with him.

As the leader of an organization stirring up trouble in the shadows, to him, this guy was a walking experience pack. However, the experience pack could only be opened once he was dead.

But since he was unwilling to speak, to be safe, he might as well kill him. It was possible he didn't even know anything and was just talking nonsense to stall for time.

At this moment, Dahuzi was still howling in grief and indignation, "Is it our fault for cowering? If we can't beat them, we can only kneel."

"For so many years, if it weren't for us, this world would have perished long ago."

"It was us who sacrificed our dignity to trade for a glimmer of hope for the common people of this world."

"Bullshit, you really know how to gild your own faces." Hearing this, Shen Yu really couldn't listen anymore. The commoners surviving had nothing to do with you.

If they killed all the commoners in one go, what would those old monsters use to recover their strength the next time they awakened? Therefore, they had to leave some Seed behind.

How did it become, in their own words, that the reason these commoners could live was because they disregarded death and sacrificed their dignity?

No wonder this organization could trick so many people into joining. Some of them came to survive, but weren't the others completely fooled by the so-called righteousness of the world?

Looking at it this way, even their leader firmly believed this; he was so ruthless he even deceived himself. Tricking others would be even easier.

"Die!" Since he couldn't break through the other's mental defense, Shen Yu didn't want to drag it out any longer; delays lead to changes.

Just as he was about to act, a ray of light flickered slightly, and Dahuzi, who had been pinned down by the Mountain and River Map, seemed to break free all of a sudden.

Under the illumination of this ray of light, the white-haired old man nearby had dazed eyes, as if he had suddenly lost himself. Seeing this scene, the corners of Dahuzi's mouth curled up slightly.

Facing this trump card of his, let alone a mere Shen Yu, even those old monsters who had awakened after the Spiritual Qi Surge would generally fall for it.

The treasure in his hand was a good thing passed down through generations. Relying on this, plus the silver-tongued nature of the leaders through the ages, they were able to rope in so many people.

The only time it failed was when dealing with Mu Zishan, but even then, it still left the other in a daze for a period of time. It took a good while before he broke free.

If not for Mu Zishan being too strong, even after his spirit was seized, he could automatically counterattack when stimulated; perhaps that time they really could have beheaded Mu Zishan.

After truly coming face-to-face with Shen Yu, he knew how large the gap between them was.

Therefore, he didn't seek to kill Shen Yu; he only sought to make him slightly dazed so he could take the opportunity to escape quickly.

Now, he just wanted to escape and survive.

Bearing his severe injuries, Dahuzi had just wanted to leave when a black shadow appeared before him. In an instant, his heart skipped a beat.

When he stiffly raised his head, he met Shen Yu's cold eyes, only these eyes seemed to carry a hint of mockery.

"Where do you want to go?"