"We'll do everything we can to break through to the Ancestral God Realm."
"Qin Hao, sorry for the trouble ahead."
Ouyang Jin spoke with great courtesy and utmost gravity. Everyone's lives were at stake; he could hardly treat this lightly.
After all, the cultivators who had entered the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm from the Qiankun Continent, the Immortal Thunder Continent, and the Golden Palace Continent numbered several million True Gods.
If all these True Gods perished, the impact on Heavensea would be considerable. They were no ordinary True Gods, after all, but geniuses and elite disciples from the various factions.
"You're too kind, Senior Brother Ouyang. It's only what I should do."
Qin Hao solemnly cupped his hands.
His own survival depended on Ouyang Jin and the others as well.
"With that assurance, I can rest easy." Ouyang Jin smiled faintly. "Qin Hao, I won't keep talking. I need to devote myself fully to the preparations now."
There was no time to lose, and Ouyang Jin had none to spare. If Qin Hao had not left such a deep impression on him, coupled with Qin Hao's deeds on the Southern Frontier Battlefield and what Ouyang Feng and the others had said...
Ouyang Jin would never have set aside so much time to speak with Qin Hao.
"Please go ahead, Senior Brother Ouyang." Qin Hao nodded. Ouyang Jin immediately returned to his previous spot, at the very center of the gathering, its most crucial position.
He sat cross-legged once more.
As Ouyang Jin sat down, an invisible, incomparably powerful fluctuation immediately spread from his body, though he was now suppressing it with all his strength.
Besides that, an extremely dense concentration of Origin Matter surrounded him.
Qin Hao's heart stirred. Without a doubt, Ouyang Jin had gained something in the