If it was the Immortal Realm's Heaven's Will speaking, then those words made some sense.
Ao Xuan did not continue complaining.
Who was closest to the Immortal Realm's Heaven's Will now? Zhou Yuanhao!
Zhou Yuanhao could now be called the Immortal Realm's favored son.
They had also learned of Zhou Yuanhao's performance in the Immortal-Ghost Battlefield.
They were shocked that Zhou Yuanhao alone could suppress a full seven Ghost Emperors.
Yet the four of them had exhausted every last ounce of strength fighting two Ghost Emperors, and only under an absolute advantage had they barely managed to suppress one.
The difference was obvious at a glance.
They did not believe all of that had been Zhou Yuanhao's own ability.
Heaven's Will Force had definitely bolstered him.
But it was precisely because of Zhou Yuanhao's performance that the Ghost Race had increased its military investment in the Immortal Realm, leaving the Immortal Realm's forces in utter collapse.
To say Zhou Yuanhao was at fault—he had indeed fought fiercely at the outset, and he had fought the hardest battles.
To say he deserved credit—because they had trusted his decisions, the Immortal Realm's current situation was extremely dire.
"In any case, I don't think Zhou Yuanhao is talking nonsense."
"Let's wait and see first."
"After all, we have no other options now, do we?"
"Unless we're willing to abandon the Immortal Realm and face the Ghost Race's endless pursuit in the future."
In response to the old man in straw rain cape's words, Ao Xuan merely sneered and did not argue further.
Others had no alternatives, but he, Ao Xuan, might have another way out.
He had tried devouring several Ghost Race Emperor Ranks.
The Origin Essence of the Ghost Race had already been born within his body.
That did not mean he