The Law Great Luo cultivators looked at those people with disdain.
A pack of cowards.
Golden Immortals? They were an insult to the very word "immortal."
They might as well hurry up and die.
That pecking order of contempt had always existed, but after seeing these Golden Immortals, the Law Great Luo cultivators despised them even more.
Compared with Ye Lin, these people were the dregs of the dregs.
"Chaos Ancient Clan, do you mean to start a Saint War today? Remember, once it begins, the entire Heavenly March Prefecture will be razed to the ground."
"When that happens, neither you nor we will gain a thing."
"There is another way. From this moment on, the Supreme Heavenly Palace is yours. That is our limit. You are not to lay a finger on any territory beyond it."
"Otherwise, we will begin a Saint War today."
At last, one of the Quasi-Saint powerhouses spoke.
They could not go on facing each other like this forever.
Now they either started a Saint War or both sides took a step back.
In truth, the races of the universe had already lost at that moment.
The Origin Continent belonged exclusively to them, yet the price of a ceasefire was to cede a piece of it to the Chaos Ancient Clan.
"Heh. But what if we want the whole Heavenly March Prefecture? What if we want the entire Origin Continent?"
Faced with the Quasi-Saint's concession, the Chaos Ancient Clan's Quasi-Saint refused to relent. He gave a soft laugh, his face full of mockery.
From the beginning, their goal had never been the paltry Heavenly March Prefecture before them. It was the entire Origin Continent.
This first move had only been a test.
But the result was clear. Even now, no reinforcements had arrived. These races