The Heavenly Monarchs of Northern Plains and Southern Border had all arrived.
They possessed enough common understanding.
In truth, every Heavenly Monarch had a bottom line. They did not care if others threw their weight around in their own territories, if humans were slaughtered, or if billions upon billions died. None of that mattered.
But once a Heavenly Monarch emerged who sought to unify the entire world, everyone would tacitly join hands and crush that budding threat.
Aside from those blessed with extraordinary luck, any master of a Minor World would suffer such a siege.
"Greetings, fellow Daoists."
Jiang Ding calmly looked toward the two newly arrived Heavenly Monarchs.
Xi Ping'an swept his gaze over them once and paid them no heed.
His eyes settled on an old Daoist with Immortal Bearing, standing at the center of several million Hundred Poisons Golden Thread Gu.
The Daoist held an ancient, unadorned whisk in his hand, looking every inch the typical lofty Daoist master.
Yet beneath the Daoist robe at his waist were segmented centipede bodies dragging behind him. Hundreds of pairs of sharp claws writhed from time to time, while golden-green Poison Mist spread on the wind, corroding the void with terrifying hissing sounds.
Hundred Legged Heavenly Monarch!
The ruler of Southern Border's Myriad Poisons Sect.
This demon had no racial stance. Within the Sect, humans and demons were treated equally, all of them merely shells that fostered Gu Worms.
The Hundred Poisons Golden Thread Gu parasitized the bodies of the human and demon cultivators of the Myriad Poisons Sect. They grew and advanced alongside their hosts, accelerating the hosts' cultivation and becoming deadly weapons in battle, bringing immense benefits.
The only price was that when human and demon cultivators reached the peak of their potential, with more than half their