Unstoppable

Inside the grand hall, many cultivators sat upright and proper. The atmosphere of clinking cups and exchanging toasts was gone, replaced by solemn gravity.

Throughout the vast hall, only Pang Huanyin's low, steady voice rang out without pause.

Completing Lu Ye's request was secondary to her visit. More importantly, she wanted to take this opportunity to have a frank talk with Liu Zhenguan, to discuss whether their two Mystic Realms might join forces against the Corpse Race.

Drawing lessons from the past and examining the present, she analyzed the current situation on Peerless Continent, described the miserable fate of the Human Race in the outside strongholds, and predicted how matters might develop in the future.

Some drank silently, some looked on coldly, and some dismissed her words with disdain...

Though she could see that Liu Zhenguan, seated in the place of honor, was merely going through the motions and offered no direct reply, she did not lose heart. She continued persuading him.

Because so long as there was even the slightest possibility, she did not wish to let this chance slip away.

"Mountain Master Liu, the Three Great Mystic Realms of the Human Race do indeed drift within the Void, ethereal and untraceable—but how much longer can such days last? A thousand years ago, the Human Race of Peerless Continent flourished. Look at things now. If one day the Human Race in the outside strongholds is wiped out, how can the Three Great Mystic Realms remain untouched? The Mystic Realms and the Human Race in the outside strongholds sprang from the same source. We should advance and retreat together. Mountain Master Liu, please think this over carefully!"

Pang Huanyin's words were earnest, her gaze sincere, her bearing solemn.

She added at last, "If Mount Sumeru is willing to join hands