The frightened Human Federation desperately contacted the Heavenly Zither cultivators, wanting to learn their origins and intentions.
But how arrogant were the Heavenly Zither cultivators? They had long reached a shared understanding: ignore these natives' attempts at contact.
The Human Federation reacted quickly this time and gave them three days to respond.
When the Federation found that the other side had not responded within three days, it issued an ultimatum: We do not know why you are fighting the Insect Race, but once this battle is over, we hope you will leave Federation territory. Otherwise, we will consider it a declaration of war!
The Heavenly Zither cultivators were naturally unafraid of battle, and the Federation's soldiers were no strangers to blood and iron either.
Spirit-Release Venerable Xiaotong had no interest in the Human Federation's ultimatum, nor did he intend to confront them. If the Human Federation knew what he was thinking, they would probably explode with rage, because his attitude was—disregard.
However, although the Heavenly Zither cultivators viewed themselves as superiors and held naked contempt for the Federation, they had also decided to minimize contact after this battle. Not only were they both Human Race, but they also shared a common enemy: the Insect Race.
The Heavenly Zither cultivators looked down on the Human Federation, but they would not slaughter their own kind and benefit the Insect Race. In any case, it would be impossible for Heavenly Zither cultivators to enter in force anytime soon. Wasn't it better to leave the Human Federation to draw the Insect Race's fire?
After hearing this news, Feng Jun and Yi Jue were not particularly surprised. Feng Jun even remarked, "It's already pretty good that they only discovered us now. If you climb mountains often enough, you'll eventually meet a tiger; if you walk