Zhang Yu knew that half of what Councilor Xiang had said was fact, and half was rhetoric. It was enough to listen; he could not take it as truth.
If Origin Upper Hall were continuously suppressed, Myriad Ways might indeed be able to reach in and seize hold of its authority.
But if Myriad Ways wanted to reunite Origin Upper Hall's strength, how could that possibly be so simple? Did they take him for someone ignorant of Origin Xia's overall situation?
Both Origin Upper Hall and Myriad Ways possessed strength, and both wished to obtain the Final Dao. This was an irreconcilable contradiction. If one side gained more, the other would inevitably find itself lacking. At root, there were simply too many cultivators in the Upper Layer. No one wanted more people to come share the Final Dao with them, so neither side could truly swallow the other. Otherwise, they would first have to engage in a brutal slaughter among themselves.
It was only because Celestial Xia, the last remaining realm-domain, had yet to be destroyed that both sides were still relatively restrained. If Celestial Xia were destroyed, who knew what would happen then?
He said calmly, "Councilor Xiang, there is no need for superfluous words. Since you have come to discuss terms, what is your side prepared to offer to make us sit down and talk?"
Councilor Xiang's expression grew somewhat more serious. "Though the present situation in the field may be considered balanced, Exalted Zhang, if Origin Xia can spare one treasure, then we can spare a second. If your side presses too hard, then even if we do not wish to, we will have no choice but to do so. Does your side truly wish to continue competing with us like this? If your side is willing