Inevitable Defeat

The moment Wang Qi spoke, the atmosphere in the great hall abruptly froze.

Why? Why did these Ancient Method Cultivators insist on locking horns with Modern Dharma Cultivators to the bitter end? Why would they not surrender? Could they not see that, within this world, Modern Dharma Cultivators were already invincible? [They did not know the Dragon Clan's true strength, nor did they know of the ancient civilizations spread throughout the Solar System.]

A major reason was that these High-level Cultivators had already passed the point of no return.

Once a Golden Core was swallowed into the belly, one finally knew that one's fate lay in one's own hands, not Heaven's.

The Golden Core stage was the mark of an accomplished mana system.

And when the core shattered and the nascent soul formed, it was a complete transformation of life itself.

At that point, the soul had already begun to merge with the mana system. By then, the soul was no longer some dispensable accessory organ, but the very core of life.

Abolishing one's cultivation was equivalent to destroying one's own soul.

That was suicide.

Thus, even knowing they were outmatched, these Ancient Method Cultivators had no choice but to grit their teeth and keep resisting.

When they passed down their cultivation methods, it was not merely because of their obsession with preserving their sects. There was also the intention of "raising cannon fodder."

But...

If what this boy said was true, then why were they still resisting?

Still, this was simply too shocking.

Something the entire Modern Dharma Immortal Dao had failed to accomplish in two thousand years—this boy could do it in merely a few years, even a few months?

"Xia... Wang... Mr. Wang..." An elderly Nascent Soul Cultivator seemed not to know how he should address Wang