If, to Illusory Color Extreme Profound Heaven, this war essentially represented a stairway upward, representing the possibility of reaching the Boundless Realm.
Then even if they failed, they could bear all the costs involved.
At worst, they would recuperate for a while and choose another target.
But for the True Abundant Spirit Realm, this was a war they could only win, never lose.
They knew very well what would happen if they were defeated.
Moreover.
They understood very clearly that once Illusory Color Extreme Profound Heaven gained control of the overall situation in the True Abundant Spirit Realm, the native beings would have no hope whatsoever of turning things around from then on.
What awaited them would inevitably be a thorough cleansing and eternally unceasing oppression.
By then.
The native beings would most likely be branded from the instant of their birth as slaves and servants.
Before all kinds of long-mature control methods capable of simultaneously binding the body, soul, and consciousness, so-called resistance and counter-killing were nothing but nonsense.
Therefore.
They could not afford to lose.
Let alone lose completely.
Even if they were only temporarily at a disadvantage, they would rack their brains and struggle desperately.
After all, unlike those invaders from Illusory Color Extreme Profound Heaven, who had a way out.
As natives of the True Abundant Spirit Realm, they had nowhere left to retreat.
Either they fought to the bitter end.
Or they would be slaves and servants for generations, even becoming livestock raised by foreign invaders—used as materials for refining artifacts and concocting medicine, their sinews pulled and skins flayed—
That was no exaggeration. It was something that could genuinely happen.
Forget other races.
Even when dealing with their own kind.
Those cultivators of the evil path were fully capable of doing such things.
When