"Wang Tumu was considered among the stronger ones here. If anyone was weaker than him, they had no right to refuse to accept you."
A dark-skinned, towering man with muscles bulging all over his body stepped forward.
He smiled. "I am Yue Zhengyang of Immortal Island, and I challenge you now."
"Among this batch of retainers, aside from Lord Blind Man, no one else is my match."
It was clear that Yue Zhengyang was quite strong. Otherwise, he would not have been so confident.
Xu Zimo smiled and asked, "Immortal Island has just gone through a life-and-death battle. Instead of helping them, you're standing here without a care in the world."
"Immortal Island has no chance of winning, and I cannot be bothered to throw my life away. I'll stay here and live my happy days. If I die because of my bloodline, so be it. What sorrow is there in life? What bitterness is there in death?"
Hearing this, Xu Zimo more or less understood Yue Zhengyang's thoughts.
He believed that Immortal Island's strength simply could not contend against Tree Elder, and that everything they did was futile.
So he was more inclined to wait for death.
He wanted to enjoy the final stretch of his life.
Even if he died, it did not matter.
Strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with such words.
If Xu Zimo had not arrived, Immortal Island truly would not have had the slightest chance of victory.
The faith method they had prepared had also been easily broken, ultimately benefiting Xu Zimo instead.
But from another angle, if one tried, there might be a result. If one did not try, defeat was certain.
These two things were inherently different.
People like Yue Zhengyang might never have the courage to challenge the strong.
Because he