Watching Wang Hao's serious expression, Reincarnation frowned. "There's still some time before the three-hundred-year deadline. Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Is there some urgent matter?"
Facing Reincarnation's question, Wang Hao said with a chuckle, "It's not anything urgent. Mainly, there's no use in keeping the Nether River Forbidden Ground here anymore."
"Everyone present knows very well how the Nether River Forbidden Ground came to be."
"For a newly established force like ours, our current demand for Lifespan isn't that great."
"Since there's no demand, there's no point in keeping it here, right?"
Hearing Wang Hao's explanation, Ancient Desolation glanced at him and said blandly, "Even if the Nether River Forbidden Ground doesn't have much need for Lifespan, are you no longer short on cultivation resources?"
"There shouldn't be anyone in this world who thinks they have too many cultivation resources."
"As for cultivation resources, the Nether River Forbidden Ground has recently received a replenishment as well."
"Not long ago, North Sea wanted to establish his own faction, but we joined forces and dealt with him in the end. After obtaining the foundation he left behind, we've actually eaten our fill already."
"Besides, over the past hundred-odd years, I've picked up some scraps following behind you all. So for now, I'm still fairly full."
Wang Hao's words were watertight, but the five Forbidden Ground experts were not so easily convinced.
As one of the foremost Demon Cultivators of the Chang Sheng Epoch, some might question Wang Hao's strength, but no one had ever questioned his ability to sense danger.
After all, the grave grass of villains who were not sharp enough in sensing danger had already grown three zhang high.
"Since that's the case, then we should discuss it among ourselves."
"Lord of the Nether River, please come