Those who muddled through in ignorance had scattered strength. Like the Yellow Heaven Dao in the past: though it had its Dao, the moment it met a setback, it collapsed for a thousand miles.
But those who understood their Dao, upheld their Dao, and practiced their Dao had their strength gathered at a single point. Unyielding despite a hundred setbacks, fearless and valiant—there had never been any shortage of people willing to die for the sake of defending their lineage of Dao!
That was what truly frightened so many people. They were not afraid of numbers. No matter how many there were, a rabble was still vulnerable to a single blow; with a minor scheme, they could even be made to collapse. But clear-headed people—even if there were only a few hundred or a few thousand of them—were an utterly terrifying force.
And if there were more than ten million, they would already be invincible.
"So he really is the inheritor of the Heavenly Demon..."
"How could he dare...?"
When he learned that Qing Province and Yong Province had fallen completely, Liu Guangzheng's state of mind in the study was instead remarkably steady. Though his emotions fluctuated, he did not lose his composure.
On one hand, after several years of cultivating his bearing, the majesty of a ruler had grown increasingly weighty upon him. His thoughts and depth of character were utterly different from when he had first crossed over.
On the other hand, he had long prepared himself for the worst where Zhao Cheng was concerned.
If Heavenly Demons were so easy to deal with, why would those ancient Buddhas and divine beings of the upper realm have paid such an enormous price to send him a set of East Wind Missile blueprints?!
Even if the thing was