The cultivators from the various universes—those who did not belong to the clans of the Universe Rulers—kept shouting.
Many cultivators even stepped straight down from the platforms.
"We're all going to die anyway, so what's the point of fighting!"
"Exactly! We're going to die, the cultivators of our clans are going to die too, so what do we have left to struggle for!"
"If I'd known this, I never should have followed them in here in the first place."
They roared again and again, venting the fury in their hearts.
Only, for the moment, not a single one of them said they would take the initiative to attack the Universe Rulers.
The main reason was that they knew the gap between their strength and the clans of the Universe Rulers was far too great.
If they said it outright, then the Universe Rulers would definitely kill them first.
But what if they united?
One clan was no match for them, but if all of their cultivators joined hands to attack, it was not as though they had no chance of killing the Universe Rulers.
Yet after killing the Universe Rulers, what then?
That cultivator called Song Zhong was incomparably powerful. Even the ruler of the First Universe was so humble before Song Zhong. In the end, how were they supposed to fight that cultivator called Song Zhong for that one and only chance?
Just as the cultivators were all nursing headaches over this, in the direction of the First Universe, the Universe Ruler suddenly spoke. "Everyone, it is not that you have no chance.
"You have no chance in this reincarnation, but what about the next reincarnation?
"In the end, what will be destroyed is only all the cultivators. Those ordinary commoners will not die, and your clans will still