"This conflict will likely be hard to resolve amicably!"
"This Su Mo is simply a disaster star!"
"Indeed, when Su Mo was in Guyun he was already stirring up storms, and now that he has run to Tianlan, he is causing an even greater uproar!"
"Su Mo is the root of everything; this matter cannot be resolved without him!"
"..."
The hundreds of millions of watching martial artists looked at the gathered experts of Guyun and Tianlan facing off, their endless discussions rising in a clamor.
These people were all martial artists from nearby stars, and many were also from subordinate factions of the Guyun Starry Sky Alliance.
The Guyun Starry Sky Alliance had tens of thousands of branch stars. Although each star had hundreds of millions of martial artists, only a small fraction of them were disciples of Guyun's branches, and the majority of the factions belonged to subordinates of the branches.
People from these factions naturally did not dare to participate in the standoff, nor did they even dare to approach, only daring to watch from afar.
Su Mo's clone quietly watched all this, pondering in his heart how to break the deadlock.
If he did nothing in this matter, it would almost certainly be a dead end.
It was difficult for Guyun to compromise, and it was also difficult for Tianlan to compromise, making a major war very easy to erupt.
However, he did not dare to rashly show himself either—what if Tianlan really handed him over? What if one of Guyun's Venerable Lords launched a thunderous strike against him? Before he could even react, he might be killed.
Facing some of the Venerable Lords of the Fortune Realm, Su Mo did not have much confidence.
After pondering for a long time, Su Mo took out a