"If they can't take down your Great Wind Cosmos Star, the Great Xia Imperial Lineage will summon the Eight Gods to descend?"
Li Tianming had not originally been that angry. Many things were simply human nature. Before one's own interests, how many people could possess foresight and ambition? How many could remember a blood feud as deep as the sea?
What was hateful was that, as brothers of the Yanhuang God Clan, the Great Xia Guixu Nation had already betrayed their kin once, causing the Yanhuang race to decline. Generation after generation had become slaves and servants, suffering miserable lives until this very day.
Yet even now, Great Xia's descendants showed no remorse. They still knelt and fawned over the Eight Gods, longing to borrow their power to open up the situation in the Primeval Eternal Sands, hand the Primeval Eternal Sands over to the Eight Gods as well, and bring calamity-like disaster upon the Kunlan Primordial Wing Clan.
And these people were precisely Old Man Guixu's descendants.
Old Man Guixu deeply regretted it. He had cultivated Tianjiu, given birth to Huan Tian, and lost control of Great Xia... He could not have foreseen what decision the Great Xia Imperial Lineage would make today.
"That's perfectly normal, isn't it? The Great Xia Guixu Cavern is bound to disappear eventually. How could the Great Xia Imperial Lineage be willing to perish just like that? They're still dreaming of ruling the Upper Star Ruins alongside the Eight Gods. Even though they know it isn't realistic at all, placing their hopes on the Eight Gods is at least better than an entire clan waiting for death."
"The Eight Gods are bound to set foot on this land eventually. The Xia Empress is a perfectionist. She only wants to take down a Myriad Cosmos