Blood Crane Territory Destroyed, the Infinite Chaos Source Space United?
Boom!
Monstrous blood-red waves surged up across the crimson sea.
Thoughts raced through the three lords' minds as each waged an intense inner struggle.
Give up Blood Crane Territory?
This was the Mysterious Land that had nurtured them, their finest place of cultivation, and the place where they had the greatest chance of becoming undying, indestructible beings.
Once they left, this place would inevitably be occupied by the other lords.
With Xing Mang's Space-Time talent, this place would also inevitably become a Space-Time Node, which he would then use to radiate influence across the dozens of other world clusters under Blood Crane Territory's control.
If that happened, the foundation of Blood Crane Territory's races would be lost completely.
It would be almost equivalent to cutting off their path of cultivation, cutting off the future of their races.
They could flee.
But their clansmen under their command—how could they flee?
"There's no time left!"
Infinite Snake Progenitor's voice came from outside Blood Crane Territory, full of urgency.
"Crane Lord, the three of you can bring your races to the territory of our Born Chaos Source Faction. We will set aside a region for your races to survive.
"As long as you join my Born Chaos Source Faction, the cultivators won't be able to do anything to you for a hundred years!"
Shadow Lord still wanted to say something.
But just then, the space-time of the entire Blood Crane World Cluster suddenly froze.
The wind stopped, the waves stilled, and even the blood-colored feathers dancing in the air hung suspended in midair.
A figure in black appeared soundlessly before the three of them. It was Lord Xing Mang.
Faint ripples of space-time circled around him. He looked calmly at the three panic-stricken