This is an extraordinary world, where strongmen are destined to have more privileges.
After staying at the peak for a long time, many strongmen have developed a sense of seeing everyone else as ants.
This innate contempt is very uncomfortable. Yet, these rulers are best at understanding human nature.
The difference in strength is huge, but when it comes to playing mind games, they are no less skilled than those ancient figures.
It seems like they get along well, but in reality, even among family members, there are gaps.
Compared to these ordinary juniors, the ancestors prefer those juniors who have already broken through to the Sanctuary, followed by the geniuses within the race.
It seems as if these people are their peers, while the rest are just leftovers.
Even if one is the Emperor, people merely give face symbolically; in essence, they are still "leftovers." It's impossible not to have a bit of resentment over such a disparity.
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