Between Reality and Illusion, Linking Being and Nonbeing

"Have us take the initiative to contact Great Rui's imperial envoy?"

Red Marsh, Blue Marsh, and the others exchanged glances, then grinned. "Makes sense. The Marshfolk Main Tribe had only dealt with Tian Youqing before, listening to him spout nothing but empty promises. It is time to speak with someone who truly calls the shots."

Having said this, the subordinate gods each stepped half a pace back, taking their places behind the Marsh Ancestor.

Then Seven-Colored Marsh Ancestor said with a smile, "Since Lesser God Min Yuan has spoken and made such a request, I cannot refuse you this courtesy. But whether it can be accomplished depends on how the mortals handle things. Only once success or failure is decided can we discuss the next step. It is just that..."

She rose from her seat, her voice growing heavier. "If it fails, do not blame us for no longer restraining ourselves. We will never let our believers sit trapped and wait for death."

With that, she did not even look at the three heavenly generals and marshals. Her body turned, becoming a seven-colored halo that shot into the sky. The other subordinate gods naturally followed close behind, and the divine lights vanished beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Watching the gods depart, Qiu Yan wore a smile as his gaze shifted to the three great heavenly generals. The three immediately felt a faint pressure settle over them.

The leading heavenly general's expression changed slightly. Then the auras of the three linked together, erupting with astonishing force and dispelling the faint pressure. Only then did he say, "Lesser God Min Yuan, we understand your meaning. There was never much room for us to interfere in this matter. So long as the other Marshfolk do not enter our territory