Starry Tower was hundreds of thousands of star-miles away from the Human Race's territory. To reach such a distant place safely?
Their first thought was that it was unrealistic—too absurd.
"Kid, what are you doing up here? Get down, now."
Seeing Qin Feiyu walking toward him, Li Mu instinctively tried to drive him away. He did not dislike the Human Race.
In his eyes, the Human Race was merely a race similar to his Earth Spirit Race. The weak sympathized with the weak.
Thus, the first thing he did upon seeing Qin Feiyu was to send him away.
Had it been someone from another race, Qin Feiyu would likely have been killed already.
"Senior, my elder asked me to bring you a message. If you want the Earth Spirit Race's legacy to continue, then let the Earth Spirit Race submit to my Human Race. My Human Race can bear the full burden of this crisis facing the Earth Spirit Race."
"If you are unwilling, I can leave at once."
Qin Feiyu looked at the wounded old man before him and spoke sincerely.
Though the old man was covered in injuries, the faint aura of a Heavenly Immortal surrounding him still made Qin Feiyu feel as though he were suffocating.
A Heavenly Immortal—even a single wisp of their aura was enough to crush him to death.
"What nonsense are you spouting? This isn't children playing house."
Li Mu frowned. His first reaction was disbelief, yet he did not immediately chase Qin Feiyu away.
Qin Feiyu's bone age was no more than two thousand, yet he already possessed such cultivation. He was a prodigy. A Human Race prodigy would not risk his life to come here and make a joke of him.
But neither did Li Mu have any reason to believe