"What! We risked our lives to protect the sect, and now you want us to surrender!"
"Impossible! We absolutely cannot agree!"
The moment the suggestion of joining White Tiger Hall left his mouth, everyone in the Holy Land Interception Sect fiercely opposed it.
Yet Nan Yi's gaze only grew firmer.
"Do you intend to fight White Tiger Hall to the death?"
"Do you have any idea what cultivation realm Xiao Ming is in? The eighth heaven of the Dao-Unification Realm!"
"How many experts like him could you find in all of Brahma Heaven Province?"
Those words were like a basin of cold water, instantly dousing everyone's hearts.
Their vows to defend the sect to the death now seemed unable to withstand a single blow, nothing more than pale, powerless drivel.
Some fell silent, while others chose to resist.
Jian Wuchen had suffered serious injuries while sustaining the formation,
yet now he quietly rose to his feet.
"But by relying on everyone's strength, we kept White Tiger Hall outside our gates!"
"Tell me, how many sects as united as ours could you find in Brahma Heaven Province?"
At those words, everyone's blood was set ablaze once more!
The most inspired were naturally the Quasi-Saints, Daluo Golden Immortals, and even the ordinary disciples in the Profound Immortal realm.
Without heaven-defying opportunities and exceptional innate foundations,
the Primordial Origin Realm was a supreme realm they could never reach, even if they cultivated until they died!
In the Sacred Land Great World, only the fittest survived. Everyone seemed to take it for granted that cultivators below the Primordial Origin Realm were mere ants, as numerous as hairs on an ox, their deaths worth no regret!
At that moment, another Quasi-Saint disciple stepped forward.
"We are all ants, but the Sect Master and the Interception