"Haha, good question!"
The Lion Race Half-Saint who had repeatedly cut off the Dragon Race representative Black Ice let out another booming, arrogant laugh.
His voice shook the four directions. "On this magnificent stage of the myriad races, we stand at the pinnacle. We have long witnessed the rise and fall of countless races, the ebb and flow of tides.
"Even once-peerless Saint Races, if they cannot adapt to the greater trend, will eventually become mere passersby swept away by the torrent of time!"
He swept his gaze around, as if proclaiming some unquestionable law. In the end, his eyes pierced Xu Kun like sharp swords. "However, the myriad races may accept any force that rises to prominence. Yet there is one thing that has never changed since ancient times, and must never be allowed to change!"
Xu Kun slowly adjusted his seated posture and leaned forward slightly. He appeared humble, but his eyes were deep as an abyss as he calmly asked, "Oh? Forgive my ignorance, but what exactly are you referring to?"
"Hmph!" The Lion Race Half-Saint snorted disdainfully, his voice rumbling like muffled thunder with the air of someone lecturing from above. "Truth has always belonged only to the few strongest experts standing at the peak!
"And when it comes to all people and matters that seek to challenge or shake this established framework of truth, there have generally been only two outcomes throughout the history of the myriad races!"
As he spoke, he raised his massive claw covered in golden mane and extended one sharp talon first, killing intent overflowing from it. "First, all those who dare challenge the authority of truth, no matter how glorious they once were, must ultimately... die!"
Then he extended a second talon, carrying the air of charity. "Second, those who