"Senior Yin, think twice!"
Yao Shan turned fully around, stepped onto the Heaven-Reaching Stairway, and roared his warning. "If we join forces, this position in the Nine Directions Great Worlds can at least buy the Human Race many years!"
Yin Tianshou could not step down, and the master of the Nine-Heavens Immortal Alliance could not step down either!
The two Pseudo-Immortals' gazes turned faintly cold as they guarded against the chilling killing intent sweeping in from all sides. The situation was troublesome, but if they could first deal with this hard bone, everything else would become much easier.
Tai Xijun stood protected behind them, and a rare trace of seriousness appeared on her face. If this matter had truly been so simple, it would not have required her to come in person.
"Hall Master Yin, I have merely come to deliver notice, not to ask for your opinions."
Tai Xijun narrowed her eyes slightly and abruptly looked toward Yao Shan. "If you insist on forcibly obstructing the Immortal Token, then those who come will no longer be us. It may well be the allied armies of the Boundless Myriad Races, arriving to reclaim the Immortal Alliance and the various Immortal Halls."
She lifted her chin slightly, her forcefulness frighteningly overwhelming. She made no attempt whatsoever to conceal the threat in her words.
Yin Tianshou looked down expressionlessly at this female Heavenly Venerable Realm cultivator of the Primordial Immortal Clan. There was no meaning in competing for supremacy here.
She was merely a junior sent to relay a message. Her status could not influence the Human Race's decisions, and she could only drift with the current.
Having weathered ten thousand years in the mortal world, he naturally saw farther than these juniors did. Most of them were not Human Race members