The ten Dao Children stared fixedly at the suddenly appeared, tall and brawny Horned Demon tribesman, saying nothing.
The Nether Heaven Imperial Son was equally wary.
He looked in all directions. His beastly instincts sent him powerful premonitions—confusion, shock, and many other emotions.
The two sides merely watched one another, with no movement for the moment.
The Nine Great Dao Children no longer fled, and Jiang Ding no longer pursued them. He simply stopped, silent.
A powerful wariness rose within Jiang Ding.
An unknown Immortal Civilization possessed formidable spatial teleportation positioning technology. It could even directly locate this realm's Yin Yang Void Realm from beyond the realm, crossing an unknown distance to teleport here.
The Space Technology contained within was shocking.
In the immortal path, space was a direction that could not be bypassed. If its Space Spells and technology were so powerful, could its other aspects possibly be weak?
Did it possess Void Refinement cultivators, or even supreme beings beyond Void Refinement?
Such speculations bred fear and unease, making them afraid to act rashly.
If this Immortal Civilization possessed beings beyond Void Refinement...
At the thought of those consequences, Jiang Ding felt a chill run down his spine.
He seemed to see a terrifying scene: blood raining down upon the mother planet, citizens dying like blades of grass, warships falling in sheets—something that could not be changed no matter what.
But!
If this Immortal Civilization had no beings beyond Void Refinement!
Then perhaps they needed to consider whether humans existed within this race's territory, whether humans were oppressed there, whether human rights had been preserved.
Or whether other weak races had suffered oppression from the Horned Demon Tribe.
This was a battle for the righteous path of the realm, for Racial Righteousness!
In an instant, everyone's thoughts surged and