"Three major tribes have shown up at once. That's quite flattering. Are they taking turns throwing their lives away?" I said coldly. When giant beasts fought, Immortal cultivators at the Tribulation Transcendence stage could basically only stand there and stare blankly. The other side was simply too enormous. Even if their attacks possessed equal power, the difference in their ranges was too great. Once they reached a certain level, being merely a little more agile no longer made much difference. It was fundamentally an asymmetrical war.
"So what now?" Jiang Ruoyin was probably asking whether I should join the battle or continue controlling the Rift-Splitting Ray to flee.
I thought it over. We definitely couldn't enter the mouth of the cloth bag, and Heaven's Unity Sect most likely wasn't in the south anymore. Going west was probably more likely. However, the current situation was the most disadvantageous: Yun Shaomiao and the Demon Race of Extreme Day had gone to besiege Heaven's Unity Sect, while the ones besieging me now were indeed the Wu Race. That left me unable to look after both ends.
I had no allies. Falling into such a predicament was truly terrible!
The Rift-Splitting Ray was too timid. Whenever it encountered a fatal threat, it would violently resist the Gu God's control. That made it difficult to control it eastward after it had originally gone south. It didn't want to be injured or confront the python, so its instinct drove it southward without regard for my commands. That instantly extinguished my intention to join the battle. Once I lost my firm control over it, it might head somewhere completely outside my expectations!
"Are we fighting or not?" Zhou Zhuoxin was, after all, the head of the Discipline Hall. When faced with matters like this, he was absolutely