Faced with Xuanyuan Buqi and Yi Jue's questions, Feng Jun leisurely asked in return, "Why would we be embarrassed to act?"
Then he answered his own question. "If they refuse our terms, we'll join forces and wipe out the Ashuras in this world."
"If they agree, we can stand aside and give them a fair chance to fight."
"Damn," Xuanyuan Buqi finally caught on. "What you're doing is really... well, unreasonable."
He had wanted to say "shameless," but in a battle against the Ashuras, that word was inappropriate no matter how he looked at it.
More importantly, he thought this plan was quite good. "I like it."
"Only battles between the Human Race should be fair. Against the Ashuras... giving them a fair chance is already more than enough."
Those were all absurd excuses. What Human Race cultivator did not know that cultivators had never gone all out when fighting Ashuras?
Human Race Spirit-Release Venerables generally stayed out because they were meant to temper the younger generation. There was little point in competing with minor cultivators for spoils.
Of course, that was also closely related to the fact that Spirit-Release Venerables could not easily create avatars.
Just like now, forty or fifty great powers had gathered to discuss the Dao only because there were extraordinary gains to be had. Otherwise, there was no way so many great powers would have come.
Likewise, it was unrealistic for great powers to join forces and exterminate an Ashura tribe—no one was truly that idle.
But if the Ashuras dared refuse, they really could do it. Human Race cultivators had to keep their word.
If they said something and failed to follow through, who would take the Human Race's threats seriously afterward?
Before those words had been spoken, the great powers could have ignored