"Diplomacy before force."
Houtu spoke slowly, still gentle yet firm.
"Reincarnation will not occupy the entire Blood Sea. The Blood Sea's ability to gather filth still serves a purpose in the Primordial Wilderness.
It is only that Ming He's authority will indeed be weakened.
If we can reason with him, we can also leave him an opportunity within Reincarnation."
Zhu Jiuyin's gaze was profound as he spoke coldly:
"We'll know once we get there.
If he fails to appreciate our kindness—then we'll teach him what it means to follow the tide."
Zhu Jiuyin regarded Houtu's transformation into Reincarnation as a matter of utmost importance.
He would never permit any outsider to interfere in this matter.
The next moment, Di Jiang raised a hand. Ripples spread through distorted space, enveloping the Twelve Ancestor Wizards and Tai Kun before shifting through space toward the Blood Sea.
In the depths of the Blood Sea, blood waves churned endlessly.
Old Ancestor Ming He sat cross-legged atop the Twelve Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, his blood robe hanging down as his aura remained deep and unfathomable.
Suddenly, he frowned.
"Hm?"
An indescribable unease rose within his heart.
Ming He formed seals and calculated. Blood light flowed between his fingers, yet the Heavenly Secrets remained concealed.
"Strange. The Heavenly Secrets are obscured, and karma is in chaos. Could someone be plotting against This Seat?"
Before he could derive an answer;
Twelve incomparably terrifying auras descended without concealment!
The Blood Sea shook as blood waves surged into the sky.
"Ancestor Wizards?!"
Killing intent and vigilance rose in Ming He's eyes at the same time.
The Wu Clan had never bothered with covert schemes.
If they could talk, they talked;
If they could not reach an agreement, they simply seized what they wanted.
Along the shore of the