Yi Feng's words fell, and the entire scene fell silent.
A deathly silence.
Even the rustling of leaves drifting across the ground seemed to become crystal clear.
One after another, as though pumped full of chicken blood, they fixed their burning gazes on Yi Feng.
Their eyes brimmed with worship, respect, and admiration.
Because Yi Feng's speech had dealt an immense blow to their spiritual worlds.
"Good!"
"Wonderfully said."
At last, after that brief silence, thunderous applause erupted from the crowd.
"That was excellently spoken."
"Indeed, the character and realm of a hero are simply beyond the imagination of people like us."
"This is a Pillar of the Human Race!"
"What a statement—death may be lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai."
"It's just that I have too many ties binding me. Otherwise, I truly wish I could be like this hero too!"
"Although I also wish to follow the hero's example, after thinking it over carefully, I realized I simply cannot do it."
The sounds of discussion swept through the scene in wave after wave.
Some were boiling with passion, some secretly gritted their teeth in unwillingness, and some followed right behind Yi Feng and signed up on the spot!
Yet after hearing Yi Feng's words, the most excited of all was the old man from Heavenly Poison Island responsible for registration.
Leaning on his cane, he stood trembling at the entrance.
His eyes were already overflowing with tears.
These Poison Masters had gathered on Heavenly Poison Island, sleepless day and night, researching tirelessly for the grand cause of humanity, preparing to resist a possible future invasion by Demons and Monsters. They appeared to receive lofty treatment and widespread respect, but in truth...
But in truth, no one could understand the bitterness in their hearts.
Because Heavenly