The Cosmos Ruler who had been using special methods to transmit his voice spoke the intentions of the few Cosmos Rulers they had left.
"If you keep attacking like this, then we can only perish together with you. When the time comes, everyone dies together. Without us, don't even think about winning."
This was indeed the result of their discussion. They absolutely could not allow the other party to keep slaughtering them like this.
"Is that so? You think that if none of you are my match, then the cultivators from the ten cosmoses opposite us, added together, must be stronger than me?"
Song Zhong sneered with a face full of disdain. "Once all of you are dead, I'll still be the one who wins."
"Since that's the case, why don't you annihilate all of us?"
The other party clearly did not believe what Song Zhong had said.
"No matter how strong you are by yourself, can you really block the cultivators of ten cosmoses alone?
Even if you really are stronger than all the cultivators of ten cosmoses combined, the rule is to enter the other side's island. You can't completely block the cultivators on the opposite side. If they discover they are no match for you, they can simply refuse to fight you and charge straight into this island."
"Oh? What you say does have some reason to it. Since that's the case, I'll leave a few cosmoses behind. I originally planned to leave the cultivators of five cosmoses, so I'll just leave the cultivators of three cosmoses instead."
Song Zhong gave a cold laugh. His main body and clone moved instantly, appearing in the midst of one cultivator after another. At the same time, thunder suddenly erupted from within his body, madly surging out in all directions.