"To be frank, Fellow Daoist Ye, I have no confidence in summoning the masters of the other seven great factions either. Our cultivations are all the same, and we have long been wary of one another. If I invite them like this, I fear no one will come."
Lin Mo said silently. The eight great factions being united as one was merely a facade; in secret, none of them could stand the sight of the others. Yao Luo Star was only so large, after all, and could only nurture Earth Immortals at the peak.
Moreover, nurturing eight peak Earth Immortals was already its limit. If they wished to advance any further, they would have to turn their hands against these so-called friends.
That was how this scene had come to be.
The number of peak powerhouses a single world could accommodate was limited. Once that number was exceeded, heaven and earth might very well collapse. Therefore, if one wished to break through to a greater realm, one had to kill the other peak powerhouses.
Sacrifice the other peak powerhouses in blood, and take that final step.
"Oh? You have a way to contact them, don't you? Then tell them that if they do not come this time, the next ones to descend upon Yao Luo Star will not be true disciples or Inner Sect disciples."
Ye Lin said with a relaxed expression. Lin Mo naturally understood what he meant and gave the old man beside him a look. The old man bowed and withdrew.
Only after the old man had left did Ye Lin speak again.
"How many cultivators have been stirred up by that true demon?"
"Many. Beneath our eight great factions, Yao Luo Star has many other races. More or less, each of these races has Earth Immortal