The Inner World.
Within the Human Race's territory.
Feng sat above the assembled true immortals, looking down at them.
"The Dragon Race has been making unusual moves lately, and the Spirit Race is eyeing us hungrily. You must tighten our defenses. Neither race can be allowed into our territory."
"Understood!"
"Has the Tiger Race made any moves?"
Feng asked again.
At his words.
A human true immortal cupped his hands and replied, "Your Majesty, the Tiger Race has been embroiled in disputes with the Spirit Race lately. They have made no other moves for now."
"The Tiger Race is formidable. If they can keep the Spirit Race occupied, that will ease some of the pressure on us."
Feng nodded slightly.
Among the Myriad Races, the Spirit Race remained the strongest.
There was no helping it.
The Spirit Emperor was the first living being born in this world. His foundations ran deep, beyond anything the other emperors could match.
Even though Feng had now become a ninth-level immortal, he still could not say for certain that he could defeat the Spirit Emperor.
Granted.
The Human Race also had the Godslayer Saber, which had advanced to a nine-tribulation ancestral weapon, guarding them.
But the problem was.
The Godslayer Saber was not his to command.
Feng knew it was Qin Shujian's divine weapon. It would not act lightly, only coming to their aid when the Human Race faced annihilation.
To this day.
He had never seen the Godslayer Saber truly take action.
"You may withdraw. Between the Spirit Race and the Sea Region, we must choose one to conquer. With the Tiger Race keeping the Spirit Race occupied, we can devote ourselves entirely to dealing with the Sea Region. All true immortals are to prepare for war and await my orders!"
"Yes!"
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