The Dragon Race had always been exceedingly proud, styling themselves the former Lord of the Myriad Worlds.
All scholars respected the Dragon Race, but they also believed the dragons had remained trapped in their old ways and would one day be completely surpassed by the human race.
Dragon Emperor Ao Chao's arrogance did not anger any of the scholars, because he had perfectly displayed the Dragon Race's most foolish trait, no different from the vast majority of dragons.
Some scholars were even delighted to see it. Dragons like these were precisely the kind they wanted.
But Ao Huang's mind was closer to that of a human than a dragon. He had learned not only scholarly knowledge from the human race, but their wisdom as well.
That remark from Ao Huang revealed his superior vision.
The Myriad Worlds were advancing, while the Dragon Race belonged only to the past. The human race might not represent the future, but they represented the pinnacle of wisdom in the Myriad Worlds at present, while the pinnacle of power was occupied by the demon barbarians.
No matter how long Ao Chao traveled through the Myriad Worlds, what he pursued was the Dragon Race's past power and glory. Those he befriended were insufficient to represent the fastest-developing races in the Myriad Worlds.
Only on the Saint Origin Continent, only by Fang Yun's side, could one clearly feel what progress meant.
A flash of irritation crossed Ao Chao's eyes. "Ao Huang, stop spouting nonsense. I advanced from Great Dragon King to Dragon Emperor before even Ao Yuwei did, without needing the Dragon Gate. How could I be inferior to a mere Dragon King like you?"
Ao Huang thought for a moment, then said, "I'm not as learned as Fang Yun, so let me give you an analogy.