On the other side.
Ning Zheng decisively convened an entirely new meeting.
At his level, it was no longer as simple as fighting alone. Great forces needed the bearing of great forces.
Xin Xichen, the Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor, Disaster, and all the veteran players had already taken their places.
"Everyone, any thoughts?" As the Old Steward, the only people Ning Zheng could trust before him were this group.
Especially those from the Nine Provinces—they had all come from the same homeland.
When one prospered, all prospered. They could be trusted.
They were far more reliable than the three temporary Esteemed Immortal allies next door.
"If we refuse, Sacred Spirit Esteemed Immortal will probably go looking for the Neutral Esteemed Immortals next door." Xin Xichen let out a cold laugh. "What a fine move. He's deliberately making us sick."
Ye Kuang Xiu was very calm. "Exactly. Rather than let the Three Great Neutral Esteemed Immortals disgust us first, we might as well play the Saint Mother and disgust them first."
Only by maintaining stability in the Immortal Realm could they harvest Luck Value.
Disaster sighed. "Besides, they probably haven't been idle. They're establishing future outposts and bridgeheads, making preparations for war ahead of time."
The Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor said coldly, "My suggestion is to send people out to investigate. Let's see where they've rebuilt their base. At this point, they may have become the Netherworld hiding in the shadows instead."
They continued discussing the matter, and in the end, the answer they arrived at was nothing special:
Drag things out for now!
We'll build the cycle of reincarnation ourselves. We'll run it ourselves. We refuse to let them join!
After that, everyone could already feel the storm brewing.
Soon, they dispersed and went back to busily handling their own tasks.
Xin