White Nether Saint's expression changed drastically when he heard that, and he hurriedly said, "Song Zhong, don't listen to him. Is this why you want to destroy our Human Race?
"You didn't invade our Human Race earlier, yet you just had to wait until now?
"Don't think that just because our Human Race didn't go to the ruins this time, we know nothing.
"All your races suffered disastrous losses in the ruins, didn't you?
"You're worried that our Human Race will rise in the future, worried that our Human Race will give birth to more Saints, while you have no Saints of your own. You're afraid, so you came to exterminate our Human Race!"
This Sage Longteng wanted to pin all the blame on Song Zhong and split the Human Race from within before the war even began.
"Naturally, I won't listen to him. After all, he's already a cultivator about to die."
After Song Zhong finished speaking, the immortal energy within his true body and his nine clones suddenly surged at the same time.
Ever since he had cultivated the Clone Technique, his true body and his clones had truly never gathered all their power at the same time and unleashed a combined strike!
Even he did not know just how powerful his combined strike really was!
Now, he would see the might of this combined strike!
His true body, and his nine great clones.
Ten Song Zhongs moved in perfect unison, as if carved from the same mold, raising their arms at the same time.
In an instant, ten indescribably terrifying auras instantly enveloped this stretch of heaven and earth.
Yet in that vague moment, it seemed to be only one aura.
It was ten different auras, completely condensed together.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to