Every God King understood what Meng Chuan meant.
The Main God Space could not be stopped.
And if anyone tried to stop it, the outcome was obvious.
In the world of cultivators, when talk failed and someone still insisted on stopping another from doing something,
the only option was to argue with the greatest reason of all.
"What do you mean, fellow Daoist? Do you intend to make enemies of all three hundred and sixty-five God Kings, even the entire Origin Continent?"
A Fourth-Order Invincible God King spoke with feigned astonishment.
"You cannot speak for all three hundred and sixty-five God Kings, much less the entire Origin Continent," Meng Chuan said calmly.
Set aside the entire Origin Continent. Even among the three hundred and sixty-five God Kings present, and the handful of representatives speaking for some of them,
there were bound to be those who favored the Main God Space, even after excluding the plants.
There were likely quite a few of them, especially God Kings who held a lower standing among their peers,
or those who were powerful but had offended someone stronger.
Meng Chuan's speech and his performance with those plants had not been for nothing.
Meng Chuan never wasted effort. Persuasion worked too; it simply could not accomplish everything.
His words, his plans—and above all, the God King Treasures he had displayed—
had genuinely swayed some God Kings.
So what if another power rose? What was the big deal?
Even without the Main God Space, the more powerful God King Kingdoms still loomed over them.
And even when they were not Free Walkers, stronger God Kings could still threaten them.
So the notion that all three hundred and sixty-five God Kings would unite against Meng Chuan was a joke.
At the very least, it would not happen