"—No, the world was simply like this."
Above everyone's heads, several figures flew down from beneath Jianmu's sky-blotting branches, and when the crowd saw them clearly, their eyes widened despite themselves.
"...Flame Emperor?! It's the Flame Emperor!"
As the first person beneath Jianmu's shade cried out in mingled surprise and joy, the countless people of the Dou Qi Continent who had chosen to ascend to the Great Thousand World in this first group erupted in voices filled with delight.
Even though the Dou Qi Continent had produced more than ten Dou Di over the past several decades, the names of the Flame Emperor and Mystic Empress still carried extraordinary weight on the Dou Qi Continent.
As the two Dou Di who had shattered the ambitious Hun Clan and successfully resisted the Spirit Devouring Clan's annexation, rendering immense service, they could be said to have bestowed every blessing the Dou Qi Continent had enjoyed since then.
Whether it was killing the Spirit Devouring Saint King and returning the energy the Dou Qi Continent had lost over tens of thousands of years, or leaving behind the Spirit Crystal Land and allowing all living beings to enter and cultivate there...
Even this plane migration and the planting of Jianmu—everything they had done had naturally been seen by all living beings of the Dou Qi Continent.
That so-called sense of trust that made one worth following was probably built up in this way.
Not to mention that as long as there was a possibility of reaching the summit, followers would never be lacking—especially when what stood before them was the summit itself.
And as Xiao Yan looked at the countless people of the Dou Qi Continent boiling with excitement beneath Jianmu's shade, even he could not help but feel somewhat surprised.
Purely in terms