Bet, Closed-Door Cultivation Breakthrough

Within the Ancient Giant Palace, the moment Mo Yu finished speaking about taking them under his command, the entire hall fell deathly silent.

Everyone present was an Earth Sovereign, and each was also the master of a force. Within their respective sects, they were supreme figures who held absolute authority.

Now they were suddenly being asked to acknowledge someone else as their superior—especially Mo Yu, who had only just arrived. Naturally, they found it difficult to adapt and even harbored some distrust.

Mo Yu remained calm in the face of this. Neither joy nor anger showed on his face. Clearly, he had not been surprised by the reactions of Feng Yuanzi, Zhong Cang, and the others. After all, he had no prior friendship with them, so it was naturally not easy to subdue them smoothly.

"Thunder Emperor, although your strength and battle prowess are formidable, you are still only a Lower Earth Sovereign, just like us. If you want to gather us under your command, I'm afraid you won't be able to convince everyone," the Master of the Demon Territory said, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The other five Earth Sovereigns had yet to speak, but they likely shared the Master of the Demon Territory's thoughts. They were merely more patient and unwilling to stick their necks out.

Under their somewhat unconvinced gazes, Mo Yu smiled slightly. He raised his head, looked at the Master of the Demon Territory, and said indifferently, "The situation is that you need me to help erase the Outer Realm Evil Race's corrosive demonic patterns, not that I'm begging you to join my command. That is the premise.

"Of course, I know this is rather abrupt for you, so it's understandable that you feel resistant."

The Master of the Demon Territory stared deeply at Mo Yu