"Haha, we're all friends, three Holy Lords. How could I use such methods against you?" Xu Fan said with a faint smile. Under normal circumstances, he was courteous and reciprocal toward friends.
As for enemies, there was nothing to say—he would simply crush them to death.
"By the way, from what the Holy Lord just said, the Nether Race Holy Lord isn't in the Chaos Land?" Xu Fan asked. "He probably went out to visit friends, or perhaps to seek external aid," the Heavenly Merchant Race Holy Lord said.
"Seeking external aid? Is the final decisive battle about to begin?" Xu Fan asked in surprise.
"He is seeking external aid to eliminate that newly advanced godfiend, so that the major Holy Clans of our Chaos Center can maintain their advantage." "The Nether Race Holy Lord is particularly enthusiastic about this matter," the Sovereign of the Holy Light Empire said mockingly.
"Right now, his heart is set on destroying the godfiends. Once the godfiends are gone, his foolish intentions will reveal themselves," the Spirit Dawn Race Holy Lord said disdainfully.
She bore immense hostility toward those who did not wish to preserve the balance.
"What can he do even if he seeks external aid? Which of the Holy Lords can't see through him?" the Sovereign of the Holy Light Empire said with a chuckle.
"Unless the Inner Realm Living Beings and the godfiends fight for tens of millions of years, this won't end at all," the Heavenly Merchant Race Holy Lord said.
"Alright, let's play World Chess together when we have time. We'll be leaving first." After the Heavenly Merchant Race Holy Lord spoke, he and the other two vanished together.
Looking at the Three Thousand Realms, which leaked like a sieve, Xu Fan's expression could not help turning solemn.
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