"Many thanks to all the seniors for risking your lives to save me."
In an unfamiliar stretch of Starry Sky, Ye Lin clasped his fists and gave the gathered Human Race powerhouses before him a deep bow.
"It's fine, lad. As long as you're all right. Us old fellows have already reached the end of the road, but you still have a future. As long as you live, the Human Race has hope."
"That's right, lad. Don't be so impulsive in the future. Remember, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The future of the Human Race needs you."
"Indeed. Don't be so impulsive again. This time, the commotion you caused was a little too great. I'm afraid the Ancient Royal Clan will launch retaliatory strikes against our Human Race. We need to prepare early."
"Lad, we're leaving first. We have to deal with the Ancient Royal Clan's retaliation."
"Yes, it's time for us to go."
Looking at the Human Race powerhouses before him, Ye Lin suddenly felt an unfamiliar emotion stir within his heart.
It seemed he had been lacking something.
"One day, I will lead the Human Race in a counteroffensive against the myriad races and place the Human Race above them all."
A sharp glint flashed through Ye Lin's eyes, and there was a trace of resolve in his voice.
He understood now. All this way, he had lacked responsibility.
A weighty, crushing responsibility.
Throughout his journey, he had been a complete egoist. Yet this battle had made him understand what he lacked most.
There was a flaw in his state of mind.
If I am to lead the Human Race in a counteroffensive against the myriad races, then if the Human Race produces no emperor, I will become the Human Race's emperor.
"Well said. That