Xuan Yuanjun did not care what these Old Fools intended. As long as they would go with him, it would certainly be a good thing for him.
They were Old Fools, after all, each with his own strengths and specialties. Pooling their wisdom and efforts would be far better than breaking the formation alone.
"Right, the Southern Wilderness Dense Forest is a force too. Were they not notified?" the Demon God suddenly asked.
"Zhu Qingquan invited them as well, but they weren't very interested in the divine weapons, so they didn't come," Xuan Yuanjun explained. "I originally planned to contact them once we confirmed that everyone would join forces. Since you've brought it up, how about having your Demon God Sect contact them? I'm a solitary man now, hardly comparable to you with your vast establishments. I'm sure you can reach them very quickly."
"All right." The Demon God nodded.
These matters really could only be handled by people like them. Xuan Yuanjun indeed had no one he could order around now.
"Have them meet us out at sea. I believe we'll be there for some time," Xuan Yuanjun said.
These Old Fools came and went in a hurry, vanishing from the Blood God Sect in an instant.
Only then did the disciples of the Blood God Sect let out long sighs of relief.
The Ancestors of the various domains had gathered, reportedly accompanied by the Demon God and Xuan Yuanjun. Their Blood God Sect had no way of resisting such a lineup.
Fortunately, they had left. The Blood God Ancestor must have talked things through with them.
As the sect that ruled the Blood Domain, they were accustomed to throwing their weight around. Today, they had experienced something different.
If something really happened to the Blood God Ancestor, they