The moment Tu Xin finished speaking, the entire scene fell silent.
Behind him, five towering, powerful giants whose forms spanned light-years slowly stepped forward, their fighting spirit blazing. Flames burned fiercely in their eyes as they shouted, "Ancient Saints, at this very moment, die for the future of all living beings!!!"
"Ancient Saints, at this very moment, die for the future of all living beings!!!"
Each of them spoke with the booming force of a great bell.
Their resolute intent to die rang through the minds of everyone present.
The immense Essence, Energy, Spirit contained within those words was sharp and spirited, brimming with the vigorous vitality of a new era, leaving all the old Saints rooted to the spot in shock.
The Essence, Energy, Spirit of a newborn civilization was displayed here in full.
All the Saints were suppressed by their momentum.
"Are they really throwing their lives away?"
"Each of them possesses greatness comparable to an Eternal Life Saint, yet they are not thinking of fighting among themselves, monopolizing their civilization's future, and standing eternally at the heights. Instead, they are throwing away their prospects and lives?"
"Madmen."
"They do not play by the rules at all."
"They want to wipe us out completely before Decisive Battle Day. They will not even give our Myriad Realms a chance to develop, not even the slightest chance for a variable to emerge. Clearly, even if both sides developed, our rate of growth would be far slower than theirs. The further things went, the greater their advantage should have been."
"They will not permit even the slightest variable to arise from us."
"Run!"
Someone shouted. Their fighting spirit had already vanished, and retreat filled their heart. They wanted to withdraw with their Myriad Realms.
Their opponents truly intended to fight until