Xuan Yan paused for a moment and then continued, "But Chang Qing is different!"
"His combat power, talent, and ability—how many throughout history can compare to him?"
"Our Taoism is willing to forsake our foundations to gamble on the future, so why not choose the strongest person?"
He looked at everyone, speaking in a slightly grave tone:
"Can you be certain that the disciple chosen by Taoism will definitely become an emperor? Will definitely be stronger than Chang Qing?"
"If not, then our Taoism will be utterly defeated, and our foundation will be destroyed, never to recover."
"But Su Changqing, I dare assert that even if he cannot become an emperor, his achievements will certainly not be less than those of the Great Emperor!"
The people in the hall wanted to speak but hesitated, wanting to refute but unsure of where to start.
They had witnessed the strength and terror of Su Changqing firsthand.
