Faced with the choice, Xiang Weisha remained silent for a long time.
If he carried out the recruitment, Ultra-Dimensional would strip away generations of effort by both ancient races, resetting everything to zero.
They would start over as level 0 players.
After much deliberation, he decided to leave the choice to them, then turned toward Divine General beside him:
The other man possessed a body at the pinnacle of demigod strength. With every breath, dense, surging currents of blood-red energy coursed around him.
Xiang Weisha could not help grumbling inwardly: If only I could kill him first and then recruit him. What a waste of hunting gains.
The thought passed in a flash. Xiang Weisha suppressed his distracting thoughts and said, "I have no intention of inheriting the Arena's system, nor do I want to spend my future trapped here maintaining an outdated set of rules for slaughter. But I know of a more exciting battlefield. Would you be willing to follow me there?"
Divine General slowly raised his eyes and answered frankly, "You are the master now. Naturally, I will follow wherever you go."
Five days later.
The Azure Star Sea.
Within the Shuyan Domain, prosperity flourished.
In the domain's East District, immense waterfalls plunged thousands of feet from floating mountains, their mist spreading across the sea of clouds.
Countless immortal cranes beat their wings through rolling clouds, while spirit birds and exotic beasts traveled between extraordinary peaks.
Cultivation sects rose from the ground one after another. Jade towers and immortal palaces stood everywhere, smoke curled from pill furnaces, and flying swords streaked across the sky, leaving brilliant trails of spiritual light.
Demonic cultivators, sword cultivators, qi cultivators—an endless stream came and went, breathing in rosy clouds and refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It was a