Every God King present looked baffled by Jiang Ping An's choice.
Why had Jiang Ping An chosen a Substitute Death Wood of such little value?
The next moment, they realized that Jiang Ping An cared neither about the rank of the Divine Art nor the amount of resources offered.
What he truly cared about was safety.
For a God King from beyond Creation Mountain, with no one to rely on here, safety was what he lacked most.
And the Immortal Wood Clan had promised him more than a Substitute Death Wood. They had promised him safety.
Once the God King of the Three-Eyed God Clan caught on, he hurriedly added:
"Daoist Jiang, the Three-Eyed God Clan is willing to offer you—"
"Shut up, old man! Daoist Jiang has already accepted the Immortal Wood Clan's invitation!"
Cheng Yi signaled to his clansmen with a glance.
The Immortal Wood Clan's God Kings immediately surrounded Jiang Ping An and Cheng Yi, shielding them in the middle.
Cheng Yi assured Jiang Ping An once more:
"Daoist Jiang, the Immortal Wood Clan promises to protect you whether or not you help us obtain what we seek!"
"Until you leave Creation Mountain or head to its sixth layer!"
Jiang Ping An nodded. "Then I'm sorry for the trouble."
"Haha! This way, Daoist Jiang."
Cheng Yi laughed and led Jiang Ping An away with great warmth.
Behind them, the experts from the Fifth Layer's many factions let their smiles fade.
Their earlier enthusiasm was gone. Their faces were now cold and filled with killing intent.
From the moment they had chosen to court Jiang Ping An, only two fates had remained for him.
Join them, or die.
Now that Jiang Ping An had chosen not to join them, they would have to find a way to get