Number Five stopped what she was doing;
First Spiritual Practitioner Sabrina also halted her follow-up assault.
Wang Jixuan's otherworldly soul immediately wanted to flee, because he sensed the other side's undisguised hostility toward him.
After all, the Daoist had seen the world.
The Third Spiritual Practitioner before him was merely a phantom, a fragment of consciousness here. Even if he had truly come, Wang Jixuan's otherworldly soul and battle puppet would still have been confident...
Well, confident in escaping safely.
If they fought now, he definitely could not beat them.
If they compared their respective peak combat strength, the Daoist alone could take on their entire civilization.
"Amina," Nierda Tamon said in a low voice, "let's talk."
Number Five snorted. "What if I refuse? Even if I can't defeat the three of you, I can still make you pay a terrible price today."
"That would only benefit the Blade Beasts for nothing."
Nierda Tamon spoke calmly:
"You have controlled the Pillar-Class Blade Beast, which was unexpected. I presume you have also discovered its secret.
"So we can negotiate with you now, because you have obtained a ticket into this game.
"If you insist on war, we will temporarily avoid battle and then retaliate against the entire Surface Human civilization. No matter how many spirit slaves you kill today, it will not directly harm us.
"We can instead use this world's Human Civilization cloning technology to create spirit slaves without limit.
"Our strength is our greatest bargaining chip."
Number Five pressed her lips together.
She had clearly been suppressed.
Wang Jixuan suddenly laughed. "You're afraid?"
Nierda Tamon narrowed his eyes slightly. "Mysterious cultivator, the sole variable beyond our control. This awkward situation today is almost entirely thanks to you."
"Those who commit too much evil bring ruin upon themselves."
Daoist Wang