Looking at Long Guang's state before him, Zhang Xuanchen sighed inwardly.
Even if he said now that he accepted it willingly, the other party would not believe him.
He might even call him hypocritical.
"Sigh, First Prince, with your mind, I think you should be able to realize that even if you obtained that cultivation method, you still couldn't possibly sit in that position.
Why insist on pretending until your head is broken and your blood runs?
Why go so far that you slaughter each other?
Yes.
The Dragon Lord did indeed give you hope in the past, but you also know that was because Long Zhantian had not yet been born, and the talents and minds of the other dragon sons and dragon daughters were all inferior to yours.
That was why the Dragon Lord said you resembled him the most.
Back then, wasn't the reason you were favored also because of your talent and mind?
Isn't it perfectly normal for things to have reached this point now?
There has never been any so-called fairness in this world. It depends on one's own value.
Whoever has the higher value rises to power.
I don't believe you don't understand that."
"Why do your Father King, Turtle Prime Minister, the experts of Myriad Dragon Cave, and even the leaders of the Fourth Stage demon sect forces cooperating with the Dragon Court only dote on Long Zhantian?
Because in their eyes, Long Zhantian is more valuable than you.
The Demon Race has always revered the strong, and Long Zhantian's bloodline talent far surpasses yours.
Even if he is slightly inferior to you in other aspects, it doesn't matter.
Because as long as he is strong enough, all schemes and calculations can be smashed apart by a single punch from him.
He can