Dugu Jin had mainly been speaking to the powerhouses of the Ghost Sect.
There were over a hundred Three-Origin Tribulation Elders on the Ghost Sect's side. They came from different clans across the Nine Palaces Divine Realm, and their decision would influence the decision of the entire Nine Palaces Divine Realm.
"Dugu Jin, I am willing to serve you!"
Almost the instant Dugu Jin's words fell, a Three-Origin Tribulation Elder stepped forward directly.
This was a Divine Marshal of the Nine Palaces Ghost Sect.
The others immediately grew anxious.
"Count me in."
"Brothers, think this through. Two gods will be born in the future, and they are mortal enemies. Everyone has to choose a side."
"Xuanyuan Xi is still very weak. Other than hunkering down behind its barrier, the Divine Sect simply has no one who can stop Dugu Jin. Having said that, everyone should understand what to do, right?"
"The Nine Palaces Ghost Sect no longer exists. It was a joke that lasted a hundred thousand years. Everyone, it is time to shed our skin and transform."
"Choose a side? Of course we stand with whoever is strong. Who is powerful now, who has guts—can't you see it? One Dugu Jin is worth a hundred Xuanyuan Xis. That so-called Revered God does not even dare show her face. She is probably hiding somewhere and trembling."
"Haha, well said. There is no more Ghost Sect. The Nine Palaces Ghost God is even less the ninth High God of the human race."
"The Ghost Sect is gone, so why the hell should we still be Ghost Sect Tribulation Elders?"
"I submit to Dugu Jin!"
"All of us will serve you. Hurry and choose a new name, and toss the Ghost Sect straight into the latrine. I feel embarrassed just hearing that