"You want an explanation from me?"
Song Zhong looked at the surrounding cultivators, and his expression instantly turned cold. In a chilling voice, he said, "It has been a very long time since I heard a cultivator tell me to give them an explanation.
"And...
"You were out fighting? Do you think your fighting out there was of any use? With you or without you, what difference did it make?"
Before the Contention Realm, almost every trial had been undertaken by Song Zhong himself.
Even after entering the Contention Realm, these cultivators from the various Great Thousand Worlds had entered as well, but in truth, their role was barely any different from not being there at all. After all, he had charged over by himself and practically ended the battles alone.
Even if a few cultivators from the other side had rushed out, even without the cultivators of the various races, the Human Race cultivators alone could have stopped them. That amount of time would also have been enough for Song Zhong to fly back and wipe out the cultivators of the various races.
The moment Song Zhong's words fell, the cultivators of the various races around him fell silent. Of course they knew that Song Zhong had contributed far more, and that they had basically ridden his coattails to victory.
But in the end, they had still contributed.
"Ancestor Song Zhong..." A cultivator still mustered up his courage and said, "Ancestor, we are cultivators of the same cosmos, after all. It may not even be long before we can enter that place, and in the future, all of us will continue living there.
"If you do this..."
"Enter? You won't be able to enter." Song Zhong simply looked directly at the surrounding cultivators and spoke bluntly. "Do you think