Zhou Zheng had long known Luo Feng and Yuan. After exchanging just a few words, he had also grown much closer to Lord Jin. Afterward, Zhou Zheng spoke briefly with Star Radiance, Tian Hong, and several other Lords, and the group quickly became familiar with one another.
After chatting with everyone, Zhou Zheng suddenly said, "I killed too many this time. I'm afraid the trouble won't be small. The Innate Primordial Lifeforms won't let this end so easily!"
Hearing Zhou Zheng's words, the Lords all nodded. Indeed, the Innate Primordial Lifeforms had suffered enormous losses this time. Even they, mere onlookers, found it alarming, let alone the Innate Primordial Lifeforms who had suffered such losses themselves.
At that moment, Yuan, dressed in his utterly mismatched attire, suddenly spoke. "Cheng Tian, we cultivators aren't afraid of trouble! How many hardships have we endured to come this far? Including you, we now have a full ten Lord-level combatants. The Innate Primordial Lifeforms started this war. If they suffered heavy casualties, they brought it upon themselves! Whatever the Innate Primordial Lifeforms do, we'll take it!"
Yuan's voice was not loud, but it carried endless resolve. He was the first Cultivator Lord, and he had struggled his way forward from nothing. How difficult had those early days been? Yet he had endured them all!
Now, cultivators had a full ten Lord-level combatants. How could they possibly feel fear?
"Hahaha, that old thief Yuan may have terrible taste, but he's right!"
"Indeed. Why would we fear trouble?"
"If the Innate Primordial Lifeforms want war, we'll take it!"
"..."
The Lords all laughed. Though they addressed Yuan differently, with some even directly calling him an "old thief," their tones were all filled with approval.
These Lords who had been born later had, more or less, all