The descendants of Chan Nian Temple were completely numb.
What, was he mocking them to their faces? Saying right to their faces that he wanted to treat them like fat sheep to be slaughtered and eaten?
No, no... You were already such an overwhelmingly powerful figure. Killing two Ascendant Bodies had been as easy as killing dogs. Even at the height of the True Martial Lineage, apart from its very first few patriarchs, no one had ever seen someone this ferocious. Yet you said you had cultivated for only two or three hundred years? And that your civilization was still the new Era True Civilization in the Absolute True Layer?
Though they had gone numb, once the numbness passed, they were ecstatic.
There was no doubt that the man before them was the Child of Civilization of this era's true civilization, the absolute kind of leader.
Every era's true civilization, so long as it was not the sort of hopeless wreck that began gradually collapsing in the Absolute True Layer, would basically produce a Child of Civilization, a Child of the Age, a Child of the Era. The Child of Civilization of the True Martial Lineage, for instance, had been the True Martial Patriarch.
Once such a person rose to prominence, as their era's true civilization flourished, they would sweep aside all opposition and remain virtually unstoppable. Only after reaching the peak that belonged to both themselves and their civilization would they slow down. Yet by then, aside from ancient civilizations and certain supreme entities, they would be nearly invincible within that era.
How could they possibly not cling tightly to thighs as thick as mountain ranges?
At once, every one of them eagerly crowded forward, lavishly praising Wu Pifu's strength and the strength of his civilization. Yet this behavior