In truth, it was not that Zhang Qingyuan was unwilling to contribute.
After all, this great war between the Sea Clan and the Human Race was related to the future situation of the entire South Sea.
But in a war on the scale of millions, the power any individual could exert was truly limited. Even if he went all out and killed the opponent before him, what then?
Millions of Sea Clan cultivators,
Their battle lines stretched for hundreds of kilometers.
They had turned this vast expanse of sea into a cruel battlefield.
Even if the vast majority of them were merely Low Spirit Essence Realm cultivators, how many could he kill alone?
Not to mention that above them,
The Cave True Great Powers presiding over both sides had yet to make a move.
"The ones who truly decide the battle are, after all, those lofty Cave True Great Powers. Even I, as I am now, am merely a small supplement to this vast war."
With a casual motion, Zhang Qingyuan forced aside the attack of the Sea Race Strongman charging at him in fury. Ignoring the other party's exasperated expression, he pondered inwardly.
"As the overlord of the Yuzhou Cultivation World, the sect's foundations can never be shallow. Nor will it sit by and watch a mere small foreign race run wild in the South Sea."
"So even if the Cave True Elder who came to reinforce and defend this place is defeated, the sect will certainly send another Cave True Great Power to provide support and uphold the sect's prestige."
"With the Sea Clan's strength, how could they possibly contend against the sect? Rumor has it that the Sea Clan's Third Prince once disguised himself and entered Yuzhou to travel. Could he truly fail to see even this?