The moment those words were spoken, the entire hall fell silent.
Luo Hong's display had already far surpassed the scope of an ordinary Integration Late-stage cultivator. Generally speaking, cultivators of this caliber had a considerable chance of advancing to Mahayana.
Yet the Human and Monster Races currently had only two Mahayana Cultivators, and one of them had already endured more than twenty Great Heavenly Tribulations.
Though no one said it aloud, they all knew that person would not be able to withstand many more.
In other words, if Luo Hong could advance to Mahayana, let alone an ownerless Sunset Tomb, even having the various Human and Monster Race factions yield a larger dojo from their existing developed territories would be no more than a matter of words!
"Luo only obtained his current cultivation through the fortunate chance of gaining several more opportunities in the Wilds. In the short period of time ahead, I do not dare to even think of the Mahayana realm."
His strength, which had crushed the Three Great Demon Kings, was already enough for Luo Hong to make a grand showing among the Human and Monster Races. Although he was highly confident in advancing to Mahayana, there was no longer any need for him to raise the stakes for himself.
After all, Huang Bing and the other two still viewed matters from the perspective of competing internally for resources. Giving them too much to rely on would instead very likely affect the unity within the two races, which would be detrimental to Luo Hong's subsequent plans for outward expansion.
Hearing this, Huang Bing and the other two could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, if Luo Hong had a chance of reaching Mahayana within several hundred years, that would be far too terrifying!