Listening to these fellows laugh and joke, the middle-aged man's expression turned extremely ugly, yet he had no way to refute them.
Because everything they said was true.
If this continued, everyone would die.
If they could surrender Heaven Province without shedding a drop of blood, then they could surrender Yun Province as well—then surrender them one by one, until in the end, the entire Origin Continent was handed over.
As everyone knew, the universes within the Boundary Sea were like grains of sand in a desert—too numerous to count.
And in every universe, one or several Daluo Golden Immortals would be born every few hundred thousand, million, or ten million years.
The final destination of those Daluo Golden Immortals was Origin Continent.
Because only on Origin Continent could Daluo Golden Immortals truly grow and receive a genuine supply of resources.
Such things simply did not exist anywhere else.
If Origin Continent was gone, then the possibility for cultivators to continue growing would be completely cut off.
How would anyone keep playing then?
Having thought it through, the middle-aged man stopped talking and simply watched in silence.
Forget it. Let whatever happened, happen.
There was no use in him shouting anyway.
If he argued, he had no moral ground.
If he fought, he did not dare.
If he reasoned with them, he could not out-argue them.
What else could he do?
All he could do was watch.
As long as he did not leave this place, putting on a show was still enough.
Afterward, no one would have any right to punish him.
And so, heaven and earth fell silent once more as countless sea race beings continued charging forward with all their lives.
What they had said just now was merely a way to vent the dissatisfaction in their