I Will Target You

Within the space where Song Zhong stood.

Liu ZhengHao looked around at the cultivators of every race, all itching to make a move, then shot Song Zhong and Wang Yang a vicious glare. His face had turned ugly to the extreme.

These two damned bastards had stirred up trouble outside earlier, and he had been dragged into their misfortune.

With his strength, if ten cultivators could survive, he would certainly be one of them.

But now he was going to be besieged by so many alien races. There were so few Human Race cultivators here as well—only a little over sixty in total. No matter how strong or how much of a Heavenly Prodigy he was, he could not possibly hold back so many alien races!

Once he was surrounded, he would undoubtedly die!

No, he absolutely could not die here.

He had to survive.

Liu ZhengHao swiftly scanned his surroundings, his gaze involuntarily settling on the leading cultivator among the Tentacle Clan.

The next moment, he suddenly transmitted his voice into the distance. "Fellow Daoist, would you like an ally?

"In a moment, even if you kill every Human Race cultivator.

"Only ten cultivators in total will be able to survive.

"Your Tentacle Clan does not have many cultivators. After killing us Human Race cultivators, you may not necessarily survive either.

"I, Liu ZhengHao, am a Heavenly Prodigy. I can join you! When the time comes, I will help you.

"Besides, there may be other dangers in the future. Don't you need a powerful Heavenly Prodigy?"

Among the Tentacle Clan, the leading cultivator with more than thirty tentacles paused slightly upon hearing this and looked over from afar.

The next moment, his voice rang out.

"There are two Heavenly Prodigies among your Human Race. No cultivator would feel at