"You want guarantees? I can guarantee nothing. I cannot even guarantee that, once all of you have gathered on this continent, I will not wipe you out in one stroke to eliminate future trouble. If I did not wish to end this war as soon as possible and prevent more innocent people from dying because of it, I could have kept fighting you. The only thing I can guarantee is that if you choose the other path, your Sirius race will be exterminated."
They called it a negotiation, but in truth, they had nothing to rely on.
After those words, Mu Zang fell silent.
Even after Li Tianming's declaration a month ago, some Sirius ghosts and gods had continued to run wild. They had died quickly.
All these facts told them that the now-unified Sun, under Li Tianming's leadership, possessed that strength.
"You merely care about the lives of your people?" Mu Zang asked.
"To be frank, yes. As far as I'm concerned, this war is already over. We're preparing to celebrate victory, yet you people are still stuck here. Isn't that rather dull? So, survival or destruction—it all depends on yourselves. We aren't afraid to keep fighting. We just don't want the trouble," Li Tianming said.
Mu Zang stared blankly at him.
"You are different from the Sun Emperor, aren't you? The one who destroyed our stars was him, not you," Mu Zang said.
"Not entirely. By a strange twist of fate, I helped him greatly, and in the end, he also made me what I am," Li Tianming said.
Mu Zang remained silent.
"There is really nothing to hesitate over. If you stood where I stand now, you would know that people like you have become insignificant to me. Like a fly on my face—if I can drive