It had to be said that sometimes a flaw that seemed impossible to exploit was the greatest flaw of all. Samlet probably never imagined that the Immortal Empire, to which he had bound himself, would collapse overnight.
But that was how outsiders saw it. Perhaps, to Samlet, the Empire was everything. That was why Chen Cheng had never once heard him say he was tired.
As Scorpion Lady recounted Samlet's legendary deeds, Noah could not help saying wistfully:
"Isn't Senior Sam's spirit exactly the spirit of a hero we believe in? He's the true hero we should aspire to be."
The words sounded a little childish, yet the corners of Chen Cheng's mouth rose before he knew it. Perhaps that was the finest praise Samlet could receive.
"He is. Samlet is a lone hero. For the Empire he pledged himself to, he's still holding on to this day."
Scorpion Lady sounded moved as well. Though she spoke disdainfully of Samlet's blind loyalty, deep down she truly admired the will of the world's strongest man.
"Perhaps only someone like him can reach the pinnacle of cultivation."
As they talked, the whole group's mood grew somber. Whether in cultivation or worldly affairs, there was little in the latter half of Samlet's life to lift anyone's spirits.
His failure had also dealt a blow to the many seekers who followed in his footsteps. If even Samlet could not step onto the Sequence Ascension Path, was Sequence Apotheosis real at all?
Had Chen Cheng not successfully ascended to godhood in the Present World, proving the legends true, the Present World would never have become so lively.
They passed through Fufeng Domain. The Green Snake King had laid no ambush or devised any other means of demanding the Windspirit Crystal, and Chen Cheng felt a