"Besides, those mysterious Outer Domain Cultivators are in Central Heaven of the Star Domain. From what I hear, they don't even have any established followers. How could they reach into our frontier? By the look of things, they'll be too busy begging us frontier cultivators for help. Heh."
He smiled with complete confidence. Never letting slave races eat their fill was a universally acknowledged rule of the cosmos. Those people were clearly descendants of some Overlord Clan and knew little of how the Ten Thousand Clans conducted their affairs.
After hearing the words "then it will be your turn and mine,"
Elder Bei fell silent and said no more.
"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Bei. They're probably disciples descended from a cosmic Overlord Clan, out here gaining experience. They want to accomplish something grand in this Star Domain so they can report back to their Lineage. If they know how to behave, we'll naturally keep playing along."
"And if they don't,"
Elder Pang's gaze turned cold. He sneered, "Then they'll find it very difficult to carry on with whatever they're trying to do. If their standing within their Lineage plummets a thousand fathoms, they'll have no one to blame but themselves."
If our sect's Taishang can break through, then it will naturally be your turn and mine...
Those words still echoed in Elder Bei's heart. At that, he gave a perfunctory smile and said little else.
He had been stuck at late-stage Tribulation Transcendence for many years. If Immortal Stones truly came his way, he might have a chance to break through that barrier. The immortal realm... the prospect was simply too wonderful.
Yet,
they were far from the only ones. Many ancient powers throughout the Star Domain were doing the same, obeying in public while defying in private. With sky-filling