"So what do you mean by this now? At worst, none of us will go in. We'll just let this Primordial Secret Realm sit here quietly. How about that?"
"Hmph, if you want to enter, you can—but there are only a hundred slots."
"You're going too far."
"I am bullying you. So what?"
In an instant, the air across the entire sky reeked of gunpowder. One careless spark, and fierce war would erupt; when that happened, the two sides would tear away all pretense for good.
"What do we do? This Dawn Alliance is like a dog-skin plaster—we can't shake them off easily. Besides, the sect won't allow us to make this too ugly."
"What else can we do? Negotiate. We absolutely cannot miss the Primordial Secret Realm."
"But judging by the way they look, I'm afraid negotiation won't solve anything."
"This is difficult."
On the side of the transcendent forces, one Dao Integration and Tribulation Transcendence mighty figure after another wore faces darker than thunder. The moment the Primordial Secret Realm had descended, the people of the Dawn Alliance had sealed off the entire realm like dogs.
And the purpose of that blockade was to forbid members of the transcendent forces—and dogs—from entering. They were practically roasting their pride over an open fire.
Yet the sect had strictly forbidden them from making things too ugly with the living beings of this era. They were deeply puzzled by that order, but could only swallow their broken teeth with blood.
But now, watching these bastards shit on their faces while being utterly powerless to do anything about it was unbearable.
"Say it. What do you want? As long as it's reasonable, we can still discuss it."
At that moment, a young Tribulation Transcendence cultivator stepped forward, his expression grave.
"The price