"I've had enough of these days. This time, I'm betting everything."
"I'm betting too. I think very highly of Blood Baleful. I'll return at once and notify the disciples of my sect to head to the Central Domain and lend him a hand."
"Hahaha! Such a peerless genius has emerged from the Human Race once more. This time, I absolutely will not stand by with my arms folded."
"A bunch of cowards. Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. To hell with this so-called Human Race Alliance. Farewell."
"Alliance Leader, we are leaving."
"Alliance Leader, take care. Once we go, we shall not return."
"Alliance Leader, farewell."
One after another, the leaders of the major forces who still had hot blood in their veins laughed heartily. After bowing to the middle-aged man above them, they flung their sleeves and departed.
The Divine Sword Sect Master's words had thoroughly awakened them. If even they, the elders, would not help their own juniors, then who were they expecting to help them?
Watching those men of ambition leave, the middle-aged man above, who had remained silent all this time, looked at their departing backs, and a trace of appreciation flashed through his eyes.
The Human Race in the northern Demon Domain still had hope.
Within a few breaths, one-third of the people in the great hall had already left.
As for the remaining two-thirds...
His gaze sharpened at once.
"Alright. Go back."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and turned to leave his high seat.
Below the hall, the masters of the various forces departed one by one with cold sneers.
They still expected to save the Human Race of the northern Demon Domain? Heh.
The Human Race in the northern Demon Domain had long existed in name only. Now, they