"Eight-Headed Eagle Lion Beast?" Lu Sheng vaguely understood where the root of the matter lay.
"Send someone to deliver a message. Warn Xidi. If he refuses to listen, I'll pay him a personal visit next time," he said calmly.
"Uh... the Thousand-Foot Giant Turtle is a Dead Star powerhouse." Li Shunxi hesitated.
"It doesn't matter. Send someone over. He cannot represent the Ancient Beast race. The Ancient Beasts have suffered heavy losses and made a truce with the Star Spirits. They will not want to reignite war over such a trivial matter." Lu Sheng saw the situation clearly.
"If they push me too far, I'll join the Star Spirits. Though Mother of Pain is my enemy, that does not mean every Star Spirit is my enemy. The Star Alliance is immense. I can completely side with another faction within the Star Alliance, one opposed to Mother of Pain's faction."
Li Shunxi nodded in understanding.
"I understand. Your strength has now reached a level where even the two great factions would not lightly dismiss you. That is why you are qualified to stand at the table and negotiate."
"That's right." Lu Sheng nodded. "Last time, I wiped out a batch of their incarnations in one go. It seems I gave them quite a scare."
The Heavenly Devil World was not boundless, nor were the Ancient Beasts and Star Spirits infinitely powerful. Among them, a Dead Star powerhouse could be called the backbone among backbones.
They were terrifying beings capable of casually destroying several star systems with a flick of the hand. They could easily preside over an entire region and stabilize the situation.
Yet such powerful pillars had seen four or five incarnations wiped out in one breath before Lu Sheng. That was enough to send a chill down their spines.