"Immortality? That can be lonely. And in the end, everyone will die. It doesn’t matter what you do to escape it—sooner or later, all shall taste death. It is already written; it’s only a matter of when and how.
But glory… glory is the answer.
Glory will outlive flesh and bones.
Glory is what we should strive for, not immortality."
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Robin Burton was a young man who grew up with everything anyone could ever hope for: immense talent in cultivation, a sharp mind, and a wealthy family that would stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything—except the will to make use of it.

"Why should I walk the same path as my ancestors? Why must I seek strength just to defeat one rival or compete with another? That is not what I was born for!"

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“…Heh\~” Robin let out a long sigh. “Pursuing power was never my goal. I left my family and secluded myself to escape those pointless struggles for authority. I wanted to explore the universe, and to explore myself first… yet time and again, I was dragged into devastating wars. I wanted to benefit people with my knowledge and immortalize my name, yet worlds fell and hundreds of billions died because of me. Ironic, hah?”

The Great Hall—the place that gathered tens of billions of elites, monarchs, merchants, cultivators, and rulers from every corner of the universe—was normally a realm of overwhelming noise.


A place where even breathing, the subtle hum of artificial life-support fields, and the synchronized rhythm of countless enhanced hearts were enough to turn the air itself into a constant roar.


it had fallen into absolute, unnatural silence.


"I heard it clearly. There's no mistake— he said the Soul Society shut everything down because of Lord Human's projects!"


"Has something like this ever happened before?"


"Just what in the universe did Lord Human create to force the Soul Society to close all of its factories?"


Chapter 1963 - Raising expectations