"I know this is a difficult choice for you, but let me make it perfectly clear: if you refuse our conditions, we will all be finished."
On a patch of flat ground outside the Extreme North, where the signal was poor, Ghost Emperor connected to Cao Dezhi through long-distance communication amid the howling wind. He wore a smile, as though waiting for something.
On the other side of the Soul Guidance Screen, Cao Dezhi's face was rigid, like a wooden statue standing silently. There was no change in his expression; only the flickering light deep in his eyes revealed a trace of emotion.
After a moment of silence, Cao Dezhi slowly said, "Your conditions are rather horrifying."
Ghost Emperor replied calmly, "There is no other way. If it were easy, we would have done it long ago. Why would we need your secret assistance, Great Sect Master Cao?"
"Originally, we had planned to meet this quota on the Dou Ling Continent. But you know the situation there. The entire continent has only a little over twenty million people, scattered across vast lands. Slaughtering ten million people at once and taking their departed souls would have been difficult for even the Holy Spirit Cult to accomplish in a short time, especially since we had already suffered severe losses by then."
"Later, after the battle on the Star Luo Continent, we suffered an unprecedented disaster. In the following years, Feng Zaixing repeatedly charged into the Dou Ling Continent alone. Relying on his invincible physical body, he rampaged without restraint. Who knew how many experts of our cult died by his hand? Then that old bastard Lezhengyang became a God, and we no longer dared remain on the Dou Ling Continent."
Hearing this, Cao Dezhi slowly raised his head and stared at the