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A True God!

Six Immortal Level Venerables!

Was that really necessary?

No one knew, and no one could judge the matter.

The powerful figures from every faction present wore bewildered expressions, remaining silent for a long while.

For some reason, as they watched one faction after another willing to dispatch Immortal Level Venerables, they felt it somehow made perfect sense.

Each faction had a valid reason to act.

That was why it seemed so natural, leaving no room for criticism.

The reason they were so shocked was entirely because of Wang Teng's strength.

To rescue a Domain Lord Level martial artist, they were dispatching one True God Level being and six Immortal Level Venerables. It truly was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Talent alone was not enough to make so many factions mobilize Immortal Level Venerables at once. After all, talent did not equal strength.

But Wang Teng's identity, along with the role he currently played on the battlefield, meant the Coalition higher-ups had no choice but to take him seriously.

No matter what, this matter was becoming increasingly absurd.

If word got out, countless people would likely have their jaws drop. It would be enough to shake every faction in the entire universe.

Unimaginable!

It was simply unimaginable!

After a long silence, Commander-in-Chief Xing Ce finally came back to his senses and asked, "There shouldn't be anyone else now... right?"

Who could have imagined that mobilizing Immortal Level Venerables this time would be so easy!

He had thought he would need to do a great deal of persuading before some factions would be willing to send their experts.

And in his estimation, including the Mechanical Race, gathering three Immortal Level Venerables would already have been quite good.

In the end, he had not even needed to mobilize