No Need

Chu Tian's lips suddenly curved upward. He seemed to smile, looking quite pleased.

Yet that smile made the hearts of the Myriad Races' divine beings leap into their throats, their breathing halt.

The Chaos God Emperor's words still echoed through the void—

Sixty percent of the territory.

A permanent alliance.

Mutual non-aggression.

Peaceful coexistence.

The Eternal Ancient Emperor would forge a marriage alliance with his family.

The Ancient Elemental Emperor would send his nine daughters into Chu Tian's harem as marriage alliances, and would even give him his most favored consorts.

The Demon God's Eye had personally stepped forward as guarantor, promising that Chu Tian's status within the Devil Race would be equal to the Demon Emperor's.

Any one of those terms, laid before any race in the Myriad Worlds, would drive them utterly mad.

This did not even look like a plea for peace.

It was the Azure Heaven Clans humbly carving off their own flesh, begging Chu Tian to agree, dividing the Starry Sky and jointly ruling the Myriad Worlds—while the Human Race, as a single race, would receive even more.

For the Ten Forbidden Clans, with all their pride, to offer such terms meant they had lowered themselves into the dust.

Chu Tian looked at the Chaos God Emperor, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

That smile was faint, so faint it was merely an almost imperceptible curve at his lips.

Yet that slight curve made the confident smile on the Chaos God Emperor's face freeze abruptly. For some reason, his heart suddenly lurched.

Could Chu Tian truly have a reason to refuse such terms and such sincerity?

At that moment, Chu Tian raised his right hand.

He extended his index finger.

He lightly pointed at the Chaos Demon City behind the Chaos Demon Emperor, towering