Gong Tianshu turned to glance at the ripples rising millions of miles away. A cold sneer appeared on his face before he too plunged into the darkness below.
Arrogance was a mindset many cultivators found difficult to avoid.
With boundless power gathered into one body, every matter could be solved through one's own strength. Over time, arrogance naturally took root.
For Ninth Order Supreme Realm cultivators, this was especially evident.
In the eyes of Ninth Order Supreme Realm cultivators, the entire Void Return Realm lay under their control. If other cultivators wished to break through to the ninth order, they had to ask whether these beings agreed.
Even if one succeeded in breaking through, it would only truly count after they nodded their approval.
Why?
Because of the vast, Heaven and Earth Weaving power they possessed; because no cultivator could resist them.
Gong Tianshu's return to the Void Return Realm had been a trap. He knew those Ninth Order Supreme Races would never permit a new Ninth Order Race to arise and divide the benefits in their hands.
Even with the You Clan backing them, the situation would not improve much.
Even the You Clan merely wished to muddy the waters by supporting the Rain Clan in producing a Ninth Order Supreme Realm cultivator.
It was an idle move. Whether the Rain Clan succeeded or failed meant little loss to the You Clan.
Mou Zhuqin and the others treated Xuanling Domain as a chessboard. How was the You Clan any different? At their core, there was no difference whatsoever.
Gong Tianshu understood this. During his tens of thousands of years cultivating in the Void, he had constantly considered a way to break the deadlock, until he encountered the Ji Clan.
A race born amid dim and murky World Vital Energy.