As White Nether Saint, Heavenly Wind Saint, and Wild War Saint listened to Song Zhong, even though each of them was a top Saint, their breathing could not help but grow heavy.
Their greatest dream had been for a cultivator among the Human Race to become the Cosmos Ruler, but they had never once imagined that they themselves could become the Cosmos Ruler. They knew they did not have that strength.
Yet now, as long as they opened their mouths, they could become the Cosmos Ruler!
That was the Cosmos Ruler!
The supreme sovereign of an entire cosmos!
Which cosmos's ruler had not carved their way out through mountains of corpses and seas of blood?
Which birth of a new Cosmos Ruler had not been accompanied by endless slaughter?
Yet now, they could directly choose the Cosmos Ruler.
This was ridiculous!
After White Nether Saint stared blankly for a moment, he suddenly came back to himself and said in a low voice, "The three of us naturally want to become the Cosmos Ruler as well. If we said we didn't want to become the Cosmos Ruler, that would be far too hypocritical.
"But the best choice is still for you to become the Cosmos Ruler."
White Nether Saint looked at Song Zhong with a serious expression and said, "You are the strongest among our Human Race. If you become the Cosmos Ruler, you can grow even stronger.
"You also said that next, we will face a calamity.
"And if we want to survive, in truth, we will still have to rely on you.
"Every cosmos is the same. It is meant to make the strongest cultivator within that cosmos even stronger.
"So, you becoming the Cosmos Ruler is the best choice."
"Well, even if I wanted to become the Cosmos