Ji Ling wanted to say something.
Suddenly, a burst of color shot down from above Qiong Heaven.
Above Qiong Heaven, another phantom appeared, taking on a human shape.
It was a lake, with two people standing on its surface.
"If you can survive, perhaps you really will gain that sliver of a chance to defeat me and change the Human Race."
Chen Yuan looked at Chen Yan with a smile.
"If you lose, then come back and help me carry out all my plans."
Ji Ling looked up at the sky. She had never imagined that Chen Yuan and Chen Yan had once had such a conversation.
At that moment, the young man stood calmly on the lake, but his eyes roiled with grim determination.
"Chen Yuan, you've always believed that as long as the Human Race survives, it will endure.
"But in my heart, the Human Race isn't life. It's a flame!"
Chen Yan's voice rang across the Human World.
Countless people watched this scene, their expressions trembling.
Then the young man continued:
"You've always believed that groveling is the path to survival, that every act of meekness and submission is an unchangeable law of the survival of the fittest.
"But I, Chen Yan, insist on telling you this: some people would rather die than submit. As long as they live, they'll keep moving forward!"
His voice rang out, clear and resolute, across the Human World and deep in the heart of every member of the Human Race.
At that moment,
who knew how many people choked back tears.
"The Heavenly Divine General and the Lord Chen are fighting over the Great Dao. The two of them... were actually on opposing paths from the very beginning."
"When did this happen? The Heavenly Divine General faced the Lord Chen's suppression