Qinglin Goddess opened her eyes. Rules of myriad trees flickered deep within her pupils.
"Your Excellency Tu Shan,"
"Using your strength to bully the weak is not the conduct of the strong."
Qinglin Goddess spoke calmly.
An eighth-step Dao Child at the Nirvana limit of Dao Integration had come to corner the nine of them. It was hardly fair.
"I am not one of the strong."
"I am an ant beneath the immortals."
Jiang Ding spoke evenly.
Clang~
His right hand slowly drew his sword. The blade was transparent, like sunlight, and a terrifying pressure of End-Dharma destruction rolled out in every direction.
"Your Excellency Tu Shan!"
"This will make the Solar God Heir strike at the human Dao Children below the eighth step as well."
"It will be a disaster. Both sides will lose, and neither of us will gain anything."
Qinglin Goddess refused to give up. Warning rang through every word.
"The Solar God Heir?"
"He does not look like someone your lives could restrain."
Jiang Ding's voice remained flat.
"In that case,"
"We are willing to submit!"
Qinglin Goddess drew a deep breath. "Within this Time Rift, we will willingly serve at your command until we leave this world and return beneath the Father God. You need only swear an oath upon your sword heart."
Heavenly Hunt God Heir and the other god heirs did not interrupt. Plainly, they shared her resolve.
Nine god heirs, willing to serve him!
The human Dao Children were shaken.
Such was the pressure wielded by an eighth-step Dao Child at the Nirvana limit of Dao Integration—one of the strongest beings beneath a True Immortal Heir. Even under the Human Emperor, someone of that caliber would be a weighty minister, no nameless figure.
"There is no point."
"I have no need of