Dao Lingtian appeared.
Bright Moon Wuxia glanced at him, revealing a trace of disdain. "A traitor to the Human Race-you aren't even qualified to be my opponent."
Hearing this, Dao Lingtian's expression darkened. "Since when did I become a traitor to the Human Race? Does opposing Chu Kuangren make me a traitor?"
"You're free to oppose the sect leader, of course. But you joined forces with other races, hoping to share the supreme fortune that rightfully belongs to our Human Race with them. Tell me, doesn't that make you a traitor to the Human Race?" Bright Moon Wuxia snorted.
"Why waste words? Before dealing with Chu Kuangren, let's knock them out of the running first!" the Son of the Void said, immediately attacking.
Dao Lingtian considered it, then stopped hesitating.
As he struck, purple qi soared into the sky, vast and boundless.
Some in the crowd saw this and could not help scoffing.
"Damn, Dao Lingtian really is attacking."
"Shameless!"
"Someone like him deserves to be our Human Race's Second Divine Son?"
Some humans were utterly indignant.
Had their strength not been insufficient, they would have charged in long ago.
Their words reached Dao Lingtian's ears, making his expression even uglier. He took a deep breath and forcibly steadied his mind.
Once I obtain Chu Kuangren's fortune, all of this will change.
I'm not wrong!
When I'm strong, all the rumors and slander will disappear!
Dao Lingtian's gaze gradually grew resolute.
History was written by the victors. Once he defeated Chu Kuangren, wouldn't a word from him decide who was a traitor and who was a hero in the future?
Fight!
The Pangu Sect's Monarchs clashed with the Son of the Void and the others.
In the void.
The Monarchs of the Myriad Races, led by King Yuan Wu, were