Who Else in the World Creator Great Ruins Could Carry the Child of Destiny on Their Back?!

The Star Cultivation Race's spokesperson, Qing Nong, brought Qing Tian and the others, who had returned after withdrawing from the competition to save their lives, to pay Yang Jian a visit!

No matter the cost, they had to make sure Qing Ke made it back to the tribe alive!

But before Qing Nong could say a word, Yang Jian shot him a sidelong glance!

(￢_￢)"Don't come any closer. The Mechanical Empire Warship is human territory. Take another step, and don't blame us for not showing you any courtesy!"

His icy words struck like a slap. Qing Nong's expression stiffened. This wasn't looking like a very promising conversation...

Qing Nong forced a dry smile:

(⌒_⌒;)"Our Star Cultivation Race was in the wrong to attack you this time. On behalf of my tribe, I offer our sincerest apologies!"

"You can see for yourself that my tribe isn't determined to make trouble for humanity. It's just that we had no choice—we were forced into this!"

"The winner takes all, and we won't hold it against humanity. We... we only ask that Jiang Nan spare our Saintess! We'll pay any price for it. Name it!"

"As long as it's something I can agree to, I won't complain. And afterward, we absolutely won't cause humanity any more trouble. What do you say..."

Even at this point, the Star Cultivation Race still couldn't sell out the Bose Race. The Starry Sky Overlord's position was right there for all to see. Otherwise, the Star Cultivation Race would end up in everyone's bad books!

Yang Jian said coldly, (?°_?°)"Heh. So you can't afford to provoke the Bose Race, but you think you can provoke humanity? I don't care what your reasons were! And I don't care whether you were forced into it!"

"You attacked humanity and stopped Jiang