Xing Mang's avatar walked along countless future timelines, observing all kinds of possibilities ahead.
Initial Land, lakeside pavilion.
The six Lords waited quietly. Xing Mang's avatar walked along countless future timelines, observing all kinds of possibilities ahead, as well as the changes in Li Qi's future timelines.
Xing Mang suddenly said, "I observed more than thirty million possible futures for Li Qi. The chance of him becoming a Lord by breaking through laws with force has reached one in a thousand."
"Excellent!" Yuan smiled in relief. "It seems your plan succeeded."
"One in a thousand." Wu Lan clicked his tongue in amazement. "That chance of becoming a Lord is probably even higher than mine was before I became a Lord."
"It seems the ninth Lord will soon be born. Xing Mang's efforts over all these years, and our prolonged delay, have not been in vain." Ming Huang was full of anticipation. "Once Li Qi becomes a Lord and gains combat power, it will be time for our decisive battle against the Natural Hunyuan Lifeform Faction."
"Heh heh, once the nine great Lords of our Cultivator Faction are gathered..." Jin radiated killing intent. "We will definitely make the Natural Hunyuan Lifeform Faction pay!"
Nai Gu and Moman nodded. They too looked forward to the day when the nine Lords gathered.
There was no other reason. This war had been far too stifling!
The Natural Hunyuan Lifeform Faction relied on its greater number of Hunyuan Ancestors to hold them back, making it difficult for them to interfere in the clashes between World-Class Hunyuans and High-Level Hunyuans.
Without the Lords' assistance, the Cultivator Faction had far fewer Hunyuan powerhouses than the Natural Hunyuan Lifeform Faction. As a result, one world cluster after another had fallen.
What angered them even more was that, beyond