The cultivators of the Eighty-One Universes all wore looks of worry.
They were truly afraid now that Song Zhong might have broken through and become a Saint. If that was the case, then they were probably really going to lose.
One cultivator even said with a furious expression, "If we'd known this would happen, back when he came to our universe, we should have killed him at the first opportunity. Then we wouldn't have to worry now."
"Exactly. Those Human Race ingrates who ate from our pot while smashing our bowl—they were originally cultivators of our universe, yet in the end they followed that Song Zhong into another universe, and now they've become our enemies."
"Actually, that might not necessarily be a bad thing. If Song Zhong hasn't broken through to become a Saint, if he's still only a Quasi-Saint, then with so many avatars, it isn't impossible that he made it this far. If that's the case, then it was actually a good thing they ran into him, since their universe is even weaker."
"If he hasn't become a Saint, then no matter how strong he is as a Quasi-Saint, it's impossible for him to have made it this far. Song Zhong must have broken through and become a Saint!"
Just as the Saints were discussing among themselves, the voice of the Cosmos Ruler of the Eighty-One Universes suddenly rang out.
"Enough. At this point, there's no use saying any of this anymore. Whether Song Zhong broke through or not, whether we should have killed Song Zhong back then or not, we've already reached this step. Even if we weren't facing Song Zhong, we would be facing other universes, facing those powerful universes. We'll still follow our previous strategy and split into three teams: two strong teams, and one