Zhao Jie's words left everyone in silence.
Zhang Zhengdao and the Divine Power Daoist twitched, their teeth clenched tight, as if feeling guilty over their own helplessness. Chen Huang's eyes flickered, quietly clenching his fists.
The others were moved as well.
They looked towards the distant, slowly expanding Flame Storm, as if through the scorching, wildly swirling energy, they could see the figure at the center, who faced the wrath of the gods alone, not wanting to involve others.
"Chen Ce...is a hero indeed." someone remarked.
No one refuted this, as they asked themselves if they, as a naturally gifted talent, could ever sacrifice themselves for others.
Even the crowd saw a glimmer of hope; should Chen Ce grow up, perhaps he could break the monopoly of the Celestial Kings and bring forth an era on Blue Star where hundreds of schools contend, and numerous talents flourish.
