How could the others possibly guess that Huotian absolutely did not think Zhou Heng had any chance of obtaining the Ganges Lineage's saintly seat? After all, it depended on luck. Moreover, judging from the origins of the four new Saints, the last Saint should still emerge from the Ganges Lineage—it could not fall into another's hands.
She had taken a thousand steps forward in her comprehension of the laws, and now she had become a Saint. How keen was her gaze?
Ten thousand stars, a thousand heavenly rivers!
She saw Zhou Heng's unprecedented potential. In the future, he was very likely to become a Saint by another path!
As long as he became a Saint and made up for the disparity in power, wouldn't weaklings like Shi Yang be his to trample at will?
The others did not know that. They only felt Huotian's expectations were far too high! But who dared refute what she said, when she was the strongest Saint—a new Saint even more powerful than the Five Saints of the previous generation?
—Even Shi Yang had cowed everyone into not daring to let out so much as a fart, let alone the even more powerful Huotian!
One had to know that this enchantress was anything but easygoing. Hadn't the Four Divine Beasts been tormented miserably enough by her back then?
Zhou Heng burst out laughing. "Of course. If I don't become a Saint, what right would I have to marry you?"
He was drenched in blood and looked utterly miserable, but he had endured the pressure of a Saint without kneeling. That willpower alone deserved absolute respect!
But... marry Huotian? Hiss, everyone shuddered. What tremendous courage! That was the enchantress Huotian, an unparalleled heavenly maiden who could bewitch even the heavens themselves. Was he not afraid that