The giant corpse sighed, then went on, "To an Immortal Emperor, there is no one in this world he can trust."
"Anyone can be an obstacle to their upward growth, or else a rival."
"The situation you find so perilous right now, with enemies on every side — to an Immortal Emperor, that is nothing more than an ordinary day."
The giant corpse lamented, "Everyone in the world wants to climb to the peak, but whether it is the immortal path or the growth of a sect, as long as you want to keep moving upward, to pour your own will into the world, the road always grows harder, more dangerous, and more crowded with enemies—"
Listening to the giant corpse's words, Zhang Yu thought of all the pressure he had been under lately.
He said to himself, "The higher you climb, the more alone you become, and the more you become the enemy of all living beings?"
"Still, it's just that Immortal Emperors are too selfish and self-serving. If I can climb up someday and become an Immortal Emperor, I definitely won't be like them."
"At the very least, there will be A Zhen, Yu Xinghan, my sister, and Teacher Ci Ji, Teacher Gao—they can be trusted."