Lu Chuan spoke the plan in his heart, and it completely stunned Great Xuan King and the others.
One after another, they looked at Lu Chuan with faces full of shock, their hearts even more unable to calm, as if rivers were overturning and seas were capsizing.
He meant to reshape the balance between the Human Race and the Hundred Clans of the Heavens!
What magnitude of spirit would that take?
Yet it was precisely this heroic boldness, this spirit that could swallow the star river, that instead made Great Xuan King and the others' blood boil.
If it had been anyone else, they might perhaps have thought this was a dream, that he was drawing a great flatbread for all of them.
But Lu Chuan was different.
Because Lu Chuan himself was a miracle.
He had cultivated for less than thirty years, stepped into the Quasi-Saint Realm, and attained the pinnacle of strength.
From ancient times to the present.
In the history of the Human Race, no one had ever surpassed him.
In everyone's eyes, since Lu Chuan could create one miracle, then he could certainly create a second miracle.
"Venerable, please rest assured. We will definitely go all out and transform the Moro Race's territory into the forward base of our Human Race as soon as possible. We absolutely will not drag you down..."
Great Xuan King promised loudly.
For such a magnificent undertaking, although he was not the one driving it, he was very willing to be a participant.
Even if he was only a very small part of it, once it succeeded, it would be enough for him to brag about for a lifetime in the future.
"That's right. We will definitely spare no effort to cooperate and ensure the mission is completed."
Xuanhuang Country Lord