Nether Dragon looked at the dumbfounded ancestors, and his courage gradually grew:
"Brother Kong was right. An Immortal Kingdom cannot act recklessly. We have to obey, and we cannot scramble for power and profit. That was how the Earth Immortal Kingdom collapsed."
"Then tell us, what exactly are you thinking?"
Ghost Mother said calmly, her coldness receding as well.
Jiang Changkong swept his gaze over the nine Near-Gods. Not bad—they were all quite calm, with no intention of blowing him to pieces.
"First, the Yellow Springs lineage must obey my commands without defying any order.
"You cannot slaughter unrelated races at will. Small neutral races, or those that have not taken part in the starry war, must not be dragged into this."
Jiang Changkong spoke calmly.
"Go on," the Near-God Nether Dragon said.
"Second, none of you included may interfere with my orders or pay lip service while acting otherwise.
"When necessary, you Near-Gods must also take action and shield me from the other Near-Gods."
The nine Near-Gods nodded. "That will not be a problem. We will not let those Near-Gods have their way."
"Third, destroy the Star Demon race of the Western Wasteland first. You can take whatever territory you want; I only want the resources.
"If there are people from the Earth Line, save them if you can. If you cannot, do not kill them."
Jiang Changkong said calmly, "If you can fulfill these three conditions, then in the future, I will open the Immortal Gate alone."
"Open the Immortal Gate alone? You still have such ambitions?" Ghost Mother scoffed.
"Just because others cannot do it does not mean I cannot." Jiang Changkong was supremely confident.
Nether Dragon nodded repeatedly. "Brother Kong is amazing. Though he is only at the peak of Star Saint, he defeated a Near-God