"It seemed there was no room for negotiation.
"You have lost the Taichang Realm, yet you can still return to the Xuan Mo Realm.
"But if we lose the Taichang Realm, where are we supposed to find a way out?
"In that case, we will settle this with our fists.
"When the time comes, we shall see whose bones are harder. Barefoot men fear no one in shoes; at worst, we will let this realm return to nothingness."
When it came to a head-on clash, Fang Xiao had never feared anyone.
Besides, he was not lying. The Taichang Realm was destined to return to the void.
But if it truly came to that, it would never be because the Xuan Mo Realm had forced them into it.
Fang Xiao spoke this way precisely to show that, if driven into a corner, they were capable of anything.
Through this, he intended to achieve his true objective.
Then Fang Xiao turned without hesitation and headed back toward the great sun. As his drifting figure gradually moved farther away, it also became increasingly illusory.
He put on every appearance of leaving because the negotiations had fallen through.
"Wait. What exactly do you want?"
Xuan Jian appeared tough, but the moment he saw Fang Xiao preparing to leave, he immediately called out.
All along, they had regarded only the other three Devil Race lower realms as opponents. As for the Taichang Realm, they had never taken it seriously at all.
Yet they had not expected the cultivators of the Taichang Realm to be so unyielding. Before the final moment had even arrived, they were already prepared to perish together, jade and stone alike.
Fang Xiao's utterly uncompromising attitude also left Xuan Jian feeling as though he had mounted a tiger and could no longer