Mo Yu still had some self-awareness. His face was livid as he looked at those around him.
"What exactly do you mean? If you have a candidate for alliance leader, go ahead and nominate them. I didn't say that because I wanted the position."
The Wing Race leader sneered. "So our overlord of the skies isn't interested in becoming alliance leader? That makes things easy. I'll run for the position. You might not be interested, but I certainly am."
The Bat Race leader roared with laughter. "Interesting. This really is interesting."
The Sky's Three Great Races began clamoring in earnest.
At that moment, the leaders of the Spirit Race's five tribes rose together.
"The Human Race is despicable! They actually slaughtered our Wood Spirit Race. Our Five Spirit Tribe will never let them off. Whoever can defeat the Human Race will have our allegiance as alliance leader."
"Although the Heavenly Dao favors the Human Race, if our strength surpasses theirs and our potential proves boundless, it is not impossible for the Heavenly Dao to change its favor."
"Everyone, wouldn't you agree?"
The leaders exchanged glances, then nodded one after another.
"The Five Spirit Tribe makes a good point! We must demonstrate enough potential to threaten the Human Race, or even replace them."
"Besides, as far as I know, the Sages aren't appearing now, so no one can interfere with developments in the Primordial World. If we still let the Human Race rise under these circumstances, we might as well slit our own throats."
"Without the Sages' help, the Human Race is merely one of the Primordial World's Ten Thousand Clans. Before this, they were nothing more than an insignificant little clan. They couldn't possibly have accomplished much in such a short time."
"Hmph. Don't underestimate the Human Race, either. Don't