This, is the General Trend!

Otherwise, once they opened their eyes and emerged from seclusion...

It would no longer be something that could be settled by paying a few Spirit Stones.

For a time, the area before the Human Race's council tent was bustling with carriages and people.

The ancient great clans that had once strutted about arrogantly now bowed and spoke in low voices, presenting ancestral Spirit Veins, Chaos spiritual roots, and innate formation diagrams, begging only for a nod of leniency from the Human Race.

Faced with such wealth falling from the heavens, why would the Human Race's higher-ups turn it away?

While accepting it with smiles, they tightened the rules and carved the boundary markers deeper—

For a time, the Human Race's prestige blazed like the midday sun, its might shaking the Primordial Wilderness!

Heavenly Court, Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Haotian sat upon the imperial throne, his fingers interlaced, his gaze deep and dark as ink.

Only two words echoed over and over in his mind—

Achieve sainthood!

That was the obsession that had never gone out through the immeasurable ages he had endured, through the eternal loneliness he had guarded against!

And now, that obsession was actually within arm's reach—close enough to touch, close enough to feel with every breath!

As for whether Hongjun had deceived him?

Absurd!

When that being spoke, his words became Heavenly Law; with every breath, he exhaled laws and principles.

Even Saints had to bow their heads and obey. How could he possibly allow even half a false word?

Since he had personally promised it, only one final step remained—

As long as he drove the Human Race, that nail, viciously into the dust!

The Saintly Position would be his!

At that thought, he slowly clenched his fist.

All hesitation and wavering were cleaved apart by