"As long as the Investiture of the Gods is completed, will you stop bothering me?"
The question came out of nowhere, but its effect was first-rate. The instant the four Saints heard Lin Tian's words, they all instinctively stopped their incessant blathering, along with the divine abilities they had been unleashing against Golden Turtle Island.
Then came a moment of silence.
They fell silent because, at that moment, they wondered whether they had imagined it. How had Lin Tian, who had been utterly defiant just moments ago, suddenly started talking about the Investiture of the Gods?
After all, this was not merely a matter of saying he would take part.
What a joke. Every living being under heaven already knew how formidable the Spirit Vine Sect was, and it had demonstrated that strength by crushing the Chan Sect. If Lin Tian could get away with casually agreeing to participate, what benefit would that offer the four Saints?
The Spirit Vine Sect was so overwhelmingly powerful that their disciples could not possibly withstand it.
Thus, Lin Tian's agreement to the Investiture of the Gods could not simply mean letting the Spirit Vine Sect's Ten Thousand Immortals enter the turmoil of the Primordial World and fight the disciples of the other sects. He had to agree to send his disciples onto the Investiture of the Gods List. Only that would suffice!
Precisely because the terms were so harsh, the four Saints could hardly believe Lin Tian had said such a thing. Previously, he had not even been willing to let his disciples join the fighting, much less send them to fill the Investiture of the Gods List for nothing when the Spirit Vine Sect held every advantage.
"Lin Tian, what did you just say?"
After a moment of silence, Taishang spoke, questioning