"The Human Race is strong, but the Dragon Race is no weaker. Both sides will probably suffer heavy losses in this battle!"
The Spirit Emperor's face betrayed neither sorrow nor joy, but inwardly, he felt a faint smile stirring.
Mutual destruction was good.
The Human Race would lose some of its strength without the Spirit Race having to intervene.
The weakening of two great races at the very top meant fewer obstacles in the Spirit Race's future path.
Then.
The Spirit Emperor thought of something else, and the smile in his heart vanished.
"The Human Race has some connection to the Venerable. If the Spirit Race attacks the Human Race in the future, will the Venerable take action?"
The thought of the Venerable!
It put tremendous pressure on his heart.
If.
He was highly confident that he could suppress supreme experts of this world such as the Human Emperor, then when facing Qin Shujian, the Spirit Emperor had no confidence whatsoever.
He knew full well.
Before he had even been born, that Venerable had already been an immensely powerful existence.
Now, even after reaching the upper third tier of True Immortal, he still could not fathom the man's depths.
It was plain to see.
Just how unfathomable the man's strength was.
If that man truly resolved to help the Human Race, the Spirit Race's ambition to suppress the myriad races and establish the Celestial Court would become a joke.
"Impossible. The Venerable has never interfered much in the affairs of this world. Besides, although he has ties to the Human Race, he also holds my Spirit Race in considerable regard—"
The Spirit Emperor reassured himself.
Indeed.
That man had a favorable impression of the Human Race, but he also thought quite highly of the Spirit Race.
His willingness to explain