All the great powers of the Primordial World immediately turned curious gazes toward the scene.
This concerned the Human Race's foundations.
It also concerned Saint Zhunti and the future of the entire Western Land.
If things went wrong and the Sage from the Heavenly Machine Tower was drawn out again,
Saint Zhunti of the Western Land might very well be left here.
If the Western Land lost Saint Zhunti,
it would be cutting off half its strength.
Saint Jieyin couldn't appear in the Primordial World at will, either.
What were they supposed to do?
By now, Saint Zhunti's heart was shrouded in a murderous intent gone mad.
It wasn't just because of the conditions set by Suirenshi, leader of the Human Race.
It was also because of the ridicule from the other great powers of the Primordial World.
Saint Zhunti was being humiliated here,
and the other great powers of the Primordial World were actually mocking him behind his back.
Mocking him in secret would have been one thing,
but they had even made their mockery audible.
It would have been bad enough if the Sages had mocked him,
but those members of the Witch Race and the Demon Race had joined in, too.
If that was how things stood,
then they could all go down together.
If he, Zhunti, couldn't survive,
then the Western Land wouldn't survive either.
Did they think they could all live in peace and security?
Impossible.
In his heart, the leader of the Human Race had already been sentenced to death.
No matter what, he was going to act today.
He was going to kill the leader of the Human Race right here.
So what if that drew out a Sage from the Heavenly Machine Tower?
He didn't believe the other Sages would stand by