Inside a grand and imposing hall of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land, Di Tian laid out his terms, immediately stirring up a wave of discussion throughout the hall.
Very soon, a Taishang elder of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land shouted, "Di Tian, the alliance can be discussed, but how precious is a Half-Step Chaos Body? You are making things difficult for us. Change your condition!"
Di Tian sneered upon hearing this. "If you win, you want Zhao Wuji. He possesses the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body—is he not worth more than a Half-Step Chaos Body? Besides, Zhao Wuji is alive, while all I want is a corpse. Whose value is greater? Anyone with eyes can see it!"
That Taishang elder of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land was rendered speechless.
In terms of value, a dead Half-Step Chaos Body was indeed inferior to Zhao Wuji, a living Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.
However, the people of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land were unwilling to hand over the Half-Step Chaos Body just like that.
Another Taishang elder said gravely, "It was the Quasi-Divine Son of your Chaos Holy Land who issued the challenge first. Our Desolate Ancient Sacred Land accepted his challenge at the risk of having our reputation swept away. How can you still negotiate terms?"
Di Tian mocked, "What? Is your Desolate Ancient Sacred Land afraid of losing? As long as you win, won't you avoid handing over the Half-Step Chaos Body? Or have you already predicted that you will lose?"
That was intolerable.
The people of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land immediately began shouting in outrage.
"We would lose? What kind of joke is that? With a force as great as our Desolate Ancient Sacred Land, could we not handle a mere junior?"
"Di Tian, you are too arrogant. Do you