Lu Yu paid no attention to their conversation. He leaned back, resting his head against the trunk of the tree, gazing at the clouds of blossoms like mist, pinching the bridge of his nose to ease the throbbing pain in his eyes, and murmured:,For a very long time, humanity could only survive by worshipping powerful beings and exchanging sacrifices for protection.,Words cannot describe His essence, nor can any language capture that eerie and mysterious demeanor. It seems to defy all rules and order, a product both magnificent and chaotic.。