"Mm." Li the God of Slaughter nodded. "I'll call off the hunt for the Benevolent Faction, and I'll give up all our territory. All we want is to survive."
"Alright." I nodded without saying a word. Duanmu Xuan stood beside me, along with several people whose names I didn't know.
They were representatives of the Benevolent Faction, but had now become people of the Immortal Palace. The Immortal Palace was no weaker than the Celestials now, yet I had extinguished my desire for revenge against the Celestials.
Even though they had committed countless atrocities and destroyed who knew how many races, what we were more concerned about now was how to deal with the Evil Gods.
"The Evil Gods are the hounds of the All-God Race. They can't stand against the All-God Race." Li the God of Slaughter looked at me. "As long as you're here, the Evil Gods are nothing to fear."
"Is that so? But I'm considering much more than that," I said, narrowing my eyes.
"Oh? What are you considering?" Li the God of Slaughter asked.
I shook my head without saying a word. In my mind, I was thinking about what had happened back then. After doing so much, what had I gained in the end?
Duanmu Xuan spoke. "You're feeling lost, aren't you?"
"Yes." I nodded with a bitter smile. "After awakening the bloodline of the All-God Race, even I felt completely at a loss. I felt as if I stood above all things—as if I were a true god."
"You should feel that way. The bloodline of the All-God Race is the most powerful bloodline there is. It would be nice if they weren't so cruel, though," Duanmu Xuan said.
I nodded and looked at Zhang Fan. "Once all this is over, I'll be