The moment Cheng Letian lifted her gaze to look at the sea of clouds in the sky, the Emperor Dragon Qi within her began to fill her distinct black-and-white eyes, gradually causing them to shine as bright as morning stars in the night sky.
The region she looked toward was permeated by spatial storms, drifting world fragments, and the terrifying, dangerous destructive energy erupting from the collision of three worlds.
"Ha!!!"
"It really is getting more and more interesting." Cheng Letian said with a smile. At the same time, an aura of formless, tyrannical majesty rose from her body, accompanied by the resilient, do-or-die determination of a soldier.
After learning of the gap between her own world and the Primordial World, Cheng Letian had indeed suffered an inner shock, but the appearance of a third world instantly allowed her to see hope.
Though this hope was extremely faint, it was still worth a fight.
"Junior!"
"Your determination is quite good."
"If you can survive this battle, this Old Ancestor shall confer upon you the title of the new Primordial Human King." Ancestor Suiren looked at Cheng Letian with an appreciative expression.
The leader of a faction did not necessarily have to be the strongest fighter, the wisest, or the wealthiest, but they had to possess the grand passion and courage to never admit defeat.
When people were young, they felt that courage was the most insignificant of all qualities, but after seeing more of the world, they would understand that courage was precisely the most crucial thing.
No matter how profound one's thoughts were, without the courage to turn those thoughts into reality, then no matter how great those thoughts were, they were no different from the fantasies of a mentally ill person.
A good leader sometimes could not display