The ten Realm Lords understood. If a heaven-defying treasure that could disregard Space Law and transport people across immense distances could be easily mass-produced, that would truly defy reason.
"Later, I will dispatch ten teams, led by Hunyuan Wuji experts such as Cang Yu and Mo Yun. Each team will carry one Cross-Realm Token."
Liu Yuan continued.
"They will assist you in transporting personnel and supplies to the Heavenly Origin Dao Realm in batches."
"Your task is to cooperate with them and complete the assignment within the allotted time."
The last flicker of hope in Gantian and the others' hearts was utterly extinguished.
The other side had even planned the logistics of transportation so thoroughly.
This was no discussion. It was an order.
Moreover, sending men like Cang Yu and Mo Yun with tokens was assistance in name, but military supervision in truth.
They knew perfectly well that if they made any suspicious move, those overseers armed with deadly weapons would kill them on the spot without hesitation.
"Your subordinate obeys."
Gantian took a deep breath and bowed deeply once more.
"We obey."
The other nine Realm Lords also bowed in unison and accepted their orders.
They knew that from this moment onward, they were no longer lofty Realm Lords, but the lowest-ranking functionaries under this mysterious True Lord.
"Very good." Liu Yuan nodded. "Then depart at once."
"A hundred years from now, I do not wish to see anyone arrive late."
"Yes!"
The other nine Dao Realm Lords and Mo Yun's group, who had been assigned to assist them, all bowed, then turned into streaks of light and left the Heavenly Origin Dao Realm.
For Hunyuan Realm experts, a hundred years passed in the flick of a finger.
Yet over those hundred years, the entire Flowing Light Domain