After hearing Ruthless's words, Meng Chuan pondered for a moment, then gently shook his head.
"The Dark Race isn't that simple."
"The strength they've shown so far is only one corner of the Weird Race's power."
Compared to the Weird Race of the Calamity Land, the Dark Race's forces in the Boundary Sea were merely one hair on nine oxen.
The Weird Race formed a vast whole, but different Weird Immortal Emperors had different clans of their own.
The Black Blood Immortal Emperor had spawned the Dark Race, while other Immortal Emperors with weird traits had clans of their own as well.
Every clan with a Weird Immortal Emperor could be called a main branch of the Weird Race.
Of the ten Weird Immortal Emperors, the Boundary Sea faced only the clans led by one or two.
And even those clans had not sent the full might of the Dark Race.
Not a single Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor had descended to the lower realms. Merely sending a group of Dark Kings with sacrificial offerings to wage war in the Boundary Sea had plunged it into flames.
"Let's go see Ye Fan first," Meng Chuan said.
The affairs of the Weird Race were not something he needed to consider yet.
Ruthless nodded and headed out. Meng Chuan watched her retreating figure and suddenly fell into a daze.
A strange feeling rose without warning in his heart.
He had the sense that, after everything they had been through, something between him and Ruthless should have changed.
Yet nothing seemed to have changed.
When Ruthless faced him, her manner and expression were just as they had always been.
Meng Chuan had not changed much in the way he faced her, either.
Someone had died and returned to life, defying heaven itself, yet between the