Once someone had made a choice, the pressure fell on everyone else.
The originally chaotic scene gradually grew oppressive. Faced with that immense pressure, many people finally made their choice.
The overwhelming majority of the factions chose to sit in the seats on the right, representing the Angel God.
A small minority sat in the seats on the left in support of Sea God Tang San, and those who sat on the left were naturally led by the Yuanen Clan.
Xiao Chenlong was not surprised by this outcome in the slightest.
He even took the opportunity to mock Tang San. "Tang San, see? Your character and strength are just that hard to trust."
Tang San merely snorted coldly.
"You simply used a few tricks. They were only intimidated by you.
Once you lose, they will naturally submit obediently at my feet.
A deity never needs to concern himself with the opinions of ants."
"You all heard that, didn't you? In the eyes of this lofty Sea God Tang San, you have been nothing but ants from beginning to end.
The lives of ants aren't worth mentioning at all, so he doesn't care whether you live or die. Do you still think believing in a deity like this is worth it?"
"Stop wasting your breath here. Don't you want to fight? Then let's do it one-on-one. But the prerequisite is that you can find that many people.
Otherwise, even if you win all three matches, when the total number of matches is counted, the ones who lose will still be you."
"Tang San, don't tell me this is where your confidence comes from. Do you really think I have no one under me who can stand against a God King?"
"What, do you think God Kings are cabbages? That you can