Just as Han Wu thought the Destruction God King would refuse to cooperate with him, the Destruction God King suddenly spoke.
"Han Wu, although you are not my descendant, I still admire you. We can discuss the matter of slaughtering my clansmen later. Right now, the most important thing is dealing with the crisis before us."
"Can you tell what lies within the six machines Creation possesses?"
Han Wu was startled by the Destruction God King's words.
"Damn... cough, cough, Destruction God King, do you not want to kill me?" Han Wu asked bluntly.
If the slaughter of an entire clan had happened to Han Wu himself, he would never have cooperated with the other party again. He might even have come to blows on the spot and fought to the death.
Faced with Han Wu's question, the Destruction God King replied, "I have some thoughts of it, but they are not very strong."
"Judging by the purity of the Destruction Power on the Destruction Clan members you slaughtered, more than ninety percent of them were not my descendants. After all, I have been away from Divine Realm Civilization for too long. My descendants may very well have been replaced by the descendants of other clansmen. That is only natural."
The Destruction God King's answer let Han Wu breathe a sigh of relief. At least the hatred between them was not as deep as he had imagined.
As fellow Three Thousand Worlds Level beings, Han Wu believed that even if he could not defeat the Destruction God King, he would still have every chance of escaping.
It was simply that Han Wu truly did not want to see things come to that.
"Destruction God King, I am willing to be your most loyal and trustworthy companion, and fight alongside you,"