Within the grand hall of Fantasy City, the Origin Lords were constantly sensing the slaughter in the Fantasy Sea.
"We've lost."
A golden, humanoid Origin Lord shook his head and sighed. "Li Ze's strength has already far surpassed that of the other God Emperors. I have no idea how he cultivated. At such a young age, this cultivation speed is simply terrifying."
"Indeed. Throughout the endless ages, we have never seen a youngster with such astonishing talent. Even among the Origin Lords in this hall, aside from those of us who were born at the Origin Lord Level, the others likely would not have been his match at the same stage." Another figure, radiating five-colored radiance and brimming with a dreamlike aura, sighed.
"If I had known, I would not have let Illusion use that Secret Treasure at the cost of his life. Across the entire battlefield, no one was his opponent, nor could anyone stop him from leading the Cultivator Faction to victory."
"We really have lost!"
The golden humanoid Origin Lord's gaze was icy, and his heart bled. "This Li Ze. If not for him, our several factions joining forces would never have lost to Yuan and the others' juniors. Every scheme we had was ruined by this Li Ze!"
"Forget it. The experts of our two factions have nearly all been wiped out anyway. Let's wait and see the result. This little fellow is such a monster that those fellows from the Innate Source Being Faction will never let him go. His chances of growing up are extremely slim," said the figure radiating five-colored radiance.
These Origin Lords had lived for countless ages, so they had naturally seen much and knew much.
Although Li Ze's actions had caused them to lose this Lord Game, they did not