He watched these beings leave, feeling somewhat hesitant.
Toward this mysterious and unfathomable Quantum Life civilization, he raised his guard to the highest level.
After all, having traveled through the heavens and myriad universes for tens of thousands of years and survived to this day, how could he be ordinary?
For an ancient Cosmic Dao Attainer like him, the food he had eaten exceeded the volume of a planet! The roads he had traveled spanned an unknown number of vast galactic systems!
The living beings he had slaughtered could not even be counted in units of hundreds of millions!
He had dwelled in an ancient void manor for tens of thousands of years, overlooking the rise and fall of countless vast and powerful civilizations. He had secluded himself for untold ages, only emerging recently after receiving a message from some unseen existence.
But seclusion did not mean his experience had regressed. Almost no scheme could gain an advantage from him.
Before him, although he had remained vigilant, the other side had indeed acted exceedingly kindly and amicably. They had even tried to mediate in such an infuriating way, offending both sides as they commented on the techniques.
He simply could not imagine what benefit they gained from angering both sides at once. More than that, not only did they not scheme against them, they even gave the two who had fought an enormous benefit afterward:
Quality Worms!
He had lived for far too long and understood clearly that for any civilization in the universe, this was an extremely scarce resource. No civilization would ever complain about having too much original substance. It had long been priceless and unavailable on the market. Most civilizations used whatever they produced themselves; who would let it flow outward?
"Are they paying such a price