Seeing Little Black speak up, Meng Tangtang nodded as well.
Kulodo immediately let out a sigh of relief.
Among those present, he was probably the weakest, with strength only barely around the third level of the Infinite Realm. Both Little Black and White Demon had vaguely reached the fourth level of the Infinite Realm. Though such strength was not weak, facing the unknown Outer Heavens still inevitably filled him with apprehension.
In truth, he also felt they were being a little overly cautious.
Throughout all of history, how many Infinite Realm experts had ever been born? To some powerful beings, even an Infinite Realm expert weaker than themselves—even one who had only just broken through—was someone they would go all out to win over. Even if that failed, they would not choose to make an enemy of them.
Once one's strength reached the Infinite Realm, one became a prized treasure in the eyes of every major faction. How could it be that dangerous?
However, Meng Tangtang and the others did not know that.
They had merely been frightened by the handful of "rumors growing more distorted with every retelling" recorded in history. For instance, some people attacked only because they were seeking revenge for a blood feud as irreconcilable as sharing the same sky, or because two major factions had long been enemies, constantly warring against one another. Sometimes, as such stories were passed around, their meaning changed entirely.
Of course, while the danger was not great, that did not mean it was truly peaceful.
There were still hidden schemes and sinister plots—quite a few of them, in fact. But generally speaking, no one would rashly offend someone who had just advanced into the Infinite Realm.
Who knew whether the other party had some formidable backing?
Generally speaking, among those