After descending into the abyss, the Great Saints did not immediately attack with their Ancient Emperor Weapons. They tested the waters first.
Unfortunately, no profound art, wondrous technique, or secret method could shake the ancient Bronze Immortal Palace in the slightest. It did not budge.
Immortal light flashed and multicolored clouds streamed endlessly around it. The spectacle of ascension felt almost mocking, as though it were asking the Ancestor Kings whether they had eaten.
Great Saints? They had no strength at all.
"This thing really is extraordinary," Great Saint Hun Tuo said with a frown.
"Saint Lord Qin isn't taking part because he probably doesn't believe we can break through the Bronze Immortal Palace, not because he genuinely wants to compensate us."
They were all intelligent people. None believed Qin Sheng's nonsense, and they knew perfectly well what was going on.
"The greatest secrets of immortality were never going to be easy to obtain. Danger is inevitable," Golden King said with a cold snort.
"If we give up every opportunity because it's dangerous, why cultivate at all? We might as well go home and wait to die."
Qin Sheng had surely warned Golden Heavenly Maiden that the Bronze Immortal Palace was dangerous. But his words were not law, and he could not make everyone obey him unconditionally.
They were cultivators with firm wills and minds of their own. Faced with an opportunity like this, how could they possibly give it up just because someone advised them to?
There was no such thing.
If Qin Sheng truly had that kind of power, he could simply call out to the Life Forbidden Zones, tell the Supremes to stop resisting and surrender, and bring peace to the world.
If people were truly afraid of death, cultivators would not be so eager to raid