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Hardly anyone failed to swallow instinctively. No matter how grandly the Saintly Path Warship had been praised, its might had never been something people could truly witness. But the very real bombardment before them sent everyone into a frenzy. Even many officials who had spent countless years in the Ghost Path could not help shedding tears at that very moment.
Because after so many years, the Ghost Path had finally been given a chance to rise again. Without a doubt, the mastermind behind this scene received the unanimous cheers of every official as well. Countless cries of "Long live!" rose and fell one after another. It was clear that everyone was overjoyed deep down.
Baodu, Bozhong, and Luofeng, the three Ghost Emperors, were stunned on the spot. Their expressions shifted again and again before they all knelt down. This time, they were thoroughly convinced.
Dutu and Fengyu, who stood beside me, also displayed their reverence for me without reservation. The corner of Fengyu's mouth twitched as he sighed, "Great Saint Emperor, this is wonderful. When we welcome the envoys from the three great worlds this time, I ought to grow a few inches taller. Hehe."
"What do you mean?" I asked, startled. Fengyu folded his arms and said, "With your eyes raised above the crown of your head, naturally you'll grow taller."
I immediately shook my head with a laugh, and everyone else laughed along. Dutu nodded repeatedly. "Our Saintly Path Warship is this powerful. If there were more than one, it would be enough to stand on equal footing with the other great worlds."
"That's already very impressive, all right! We mustn't blindly overestimate ourselves, but neither should we belittle ourselves too much," Fengyu hurriedly said.
"At the very least, we have the ability to protect ourselves now,