"I heard Young Friend Jiang wanted to see me. May I ask what for?" After speaking, the Frost God glanced at the ice block Jiang Liu was carrying.
His gaze as he sized up Jiang Liu was impossible to read.
Jiang Liu tossed Ming Lang onto the ground, then cupped his hands toward the Frost God. "This junior came here specifically to seek cooperation with your Frost Race, so that together we can wipe out the Nether Race."
Jiang Liu did not waste words and directly stated the purpose of his journey.
At that moment, the Frost Race elders who had entered behind him were instantly filled with curiosity when they heard this.
They could not understand where this young man got the nerve to make such a boast. The moment he opened his mouth, he wanted to destroy the Nether Race.
They had been fighting the Nether Race for several thousand years, yet they had still failed to wipe them out.
Not to mention destroying the Nether Race—even after fighting for so long, they had rarely managed to gain the upper hand.
Thus, to them, destroying the Nether Race was no different from a fool dreaming aloud.
Even Han Yi, standing nearby, looked quite surprised when she heard Jiang Liu say this.
Seeing the greatly astonished Frost Race elders around him, Jiang Liu smiled faintly. He did not continue speaking, instead looking at the Frost God to see how he would respond.
Although the Frost God also looked somewhat surprised, he did not lose his composure. He smiled at Jiang Liu and said, "Young man, you certainly have great spirit. However, if you want to destroy the Nether Race, spirit alone will not be enough!"
Although the Frost Race had held some advantage against the Nether Race over the