"Everyone, our foremost goal is to survive, to defeat those nine cosmoses across from us," one Cosmos Ruler transmitted to the other Cosmos Rulers. "With that cultivator here, we have a high chance of winning."
"Then, just as victory is at hand, we strike together and unleash spells to blast him to death."
"No matter how powerful his lightning is, faced with the attacks of all our cultivators, he won't be able to withstand it. Once he's dead, we'll be able to win, to live, and the spoils will be ours."
"But first, we can't clash with him again. We'll lull him first."
When the other Cosmos Rulers heard this, they all came to their senses as well and responded one after another.
"That would be best."
"Right. We absolutely can't wait until after the battle ends to make our move. If we do, he'll be prepared. We'll watch how the battle goes, and once it's about right, we'll strike directly."
"And we can't lose too much. We'll try to make him charge in front. We can even say he'll lead, and we'll follow behind him."
"So looking at it that way, running into him isn't necessarily a bad thing."
These Cosmos Rulers were still discussing it when, all of a sudden, terrifying peals of thunder rang out from the void again.
The Cosmos Rulers' expressions changed drastically at the sound, and they all turned to look. In their sight, on the Saint and his five avatars, bolts of lightning had already surfaced once more. The terrifying lightning had even begun flying in every direction.
Countless bolts of lightning instantly filled this space. For a moment, the air in this world became incomparably violent, as though it were about to completely explode.
Bolts of lightning crashed down, falling toward the