"That's right, in the eyes of the Realm Lord, be it emperors and generals, merchants and laborers, or even creatures beyond humans, beasts and insects, the Realm Lord sees them all equally without distinction."
The cultivator across sighed again upon hearing this.
"Oh, you truly don't know how blessed you are. You people have no idea how cruel the outside world can be. We almost got sacrificed by our own Ancestor just now. That Ancestor, for becoming the strongest, didn't hesitate to sacrifice all of us below!"
"What? There's such an Ancestor? Does such a person even deserve to be called Ancestor?"
"We have no choice but to call him Ancestor. He's different from your Realm Lord. If you don't call him Ancestor, you die!"
Upon hearing this, the young cultivator patted his chest, feeling that these cultivators from the outside world were indeed pitiable, fortunate to live under the light of the Realm Lord.
"Senior, meeting by chance is fate itself. Why not exchange some thoughts?"
