Translator: Legge
Initially, the experts of the primordial races were watching coldly from the sidelines and were waiting for the human race to fight among themselves before looking for an opportunity to kill Desolate Martial.
However, they did not expect that Desolate Martial would intimidate the major sects and factions in the blink of an eye!
“Desolate Martial, don’t you humans want to negotiate with our Primordial Six Races?”
Young Master Arcane Ghost suddenly said coldly.
Actually, the Primordial Six Races had no intention of negotiating with humans.
They did not take humans seriously at all!
Dragons did not coexist with snakes.
How could gods negotiate with ants?!
However, at that moment, Young Master Arcane Ghost had a vile intent when he said that!
He wanted to give the cultivators an illusion.
He wanted them to think that the Primordial Six Races wanted to negotiate but the situation only ended as such because of Desolate Martial.
With that, the conflicts between the humans would resume or even intensify!
‘True enough!
Some Chaos Essence Sect and Sword Sect cultivators were tempted when Young Master Arcane Ghost said that.
Someone said, “It’s good if we can negotiate properly and avoid more killing.”
“That’s right. If the human race were to fight against the Primordial Six Races, it would only result in an internecine outcome. Why bother?”
“Desolate Martial is too reckless and sharp. If he were to lead the human race, things might not end well.”
Many cultivators whispered.
‘The young masters of the primordial races were delighted.
“Fufu,”
Su Zimo sneered, “Do you really think that the Primordial Six Races want to negotiate? Let me tell you guys, negotiation is never done through talking, but killing!”
“That’s right!”
Right then, a soft shout sounded from afar.
A cultivator in scarlet robes strode over in huge steps. His body seemed to be blazing with flames and he was aggressive with a burning gaze!
“Grandmaster Extreme Fire
Many Hundred Refinement Sect cultivators shouted in ecstasy.
It was Extreme Fire!
Beside Extreme Fire was a black-robed young man with a cold expression. He was expressionless and agile, as though he could disappear into the darkness at any moment!
“Fifth!”
Monkey and the others were delighted when they saw the black-robed young man.
“Ow! Ow!”
Monkey thumped his chest and howled.
‘The spirit tiger beamed as well and tugged at his wound, gasping slightly.
Even though it was painful, he was extremely happy!
“Night Spirit!”
Xiaoning looked at the black-robed young man in disbelief and exclaimed softly. Her eyes shone with tears and her vision gradually turned blurry.
“Tm sorry, I’m late!”
The black-robed young man came to Xiaoning’s side and whispered apologetically.
“It’s fine, it’s fine as long as you’re back,”
Xiaoning cried and smiled.
‘The spirit tiger grumbled at the side, “Really, this Fifth values love over friendship. He must have forgotten about us brothers after all these years!”
‘The Golden Lion and the others sighed pretentiously as well.
Night Spirit nodded to Xiaoning before heading towards monkey and the others. A rare smile appeared on his cold face. “You guys still have the energy to joke around with me? You’re not dead yet?”
“Hahaha!”
Monkey burst into laughter and thumped Night Spirit on the chest. “It’s not going to be that easy to kill us!”
On the other side.
Extreme Fire approached and looked at the many cultivators present, saying in a deep voice, “Zimo is right. The strong will not negotiate with the weak! If you want to negotiate, you first have to become the strong!”
A cultivator shouted, “Desolate Martial, you’re right. Those primordial races have just said that we humans are ants and are not qualified to negotiate with them!”
“Not qualified?”
Su Zimo smiled gently. “It’s fine, Fellow Daoists. Today, I’ll lead everyone and the human race will kill until we’re qualified!”
“alright!”
Many cultivators felt their blood pump as they yelled, “Kill until we’re qualified!”
Right then, a thousand cultivators arrived not far away. Among them were Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords, Conjoint Body Mighty Figures and even Half-Martial Ancestor experts!
The cultivators were of different attires and races and did not seem like they were from the same sect nor did they have any obvious emblems.
However, all of them carried a saber on their backs!
It’s been many years since so many saber cultivators, Mighty Figures and Half-Martial Ancestors included, have appeared on Tianhuang Mainland.
ivine Phoenix Island!”
‘The Sect Master of Sword Sect narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, as though he recalled something, ”
The various sect masters nodded.
Only Divine Phoenix Island could possess so many powerful saber cultivators!
As one of the two islands, Divine Phoenix Island’s strength was naturally not to be underestimated.
Penglai Island, one of the two islands, was already on the side of the Primordial Six Races.
Many cultivators did not know which side Divine Phoenix Island would stand on right now, or if immortal sects such as Sword Sect and Chaos Essence Sect would choose to stand on the sidelines.
Among the cultivators, Su Zimo was the only one who had a calm expression.
“Divine Phoenix Island is here to assist Desolate Martial!”
Before the Divine Phoenix Island cultivators arrived, the Island Master of Divine Phoenix Island shouted.
‘The Dragon Phoenix True Body was the young master of Divine Phoenix Island.
Divine Phoenix Island would naturally be on Su Zimo’s side!
The cultivators were invigorated!
The addition of Divine Phoenix Island undoubtedly increased their strength significantly.
The primordial races frowned.
‘The current situation was way beyond their control.
Even if they could win this battle, it would be a tragic victory and the primordial races would definitely suffer immense losses!
‘The young masters of the primordial races had not expected the human race to release such a powerful determination after Desolate Martial descended!
Of course, these cultivators did not pose much of a threat to the primordial races.
The most troublesome person to deal with was Desolate Martial!
Young Master Arcane Ghost refused to give up and attempted to sow discord between the major sects and factions. Smiling gently, he said, “Desolate Martial, sect masters, do you guys truly not want to negotiate with us?”
“This Ten Thousand Race Meet was hosted by Enigma Palace this time round. Are you guys really going to turn this grand event into a battlefield with rivers of blood?”
“Sure, we can negotiate,”
Su Zimo nodded. “However, that’s only if the primordial races are sincere enough!”
“No problem!”
Young Master Arcane Ghost laughed. “Desolate Martial, the Primordial Six Races will definitely satisfy you with all our might for the sort of sincerity you want! You can have your pick from treasures, beauties, cultivation techniques and secret skills!”
“[want your lives!”
Su Zimo said word by word.
The smile on Young Master Arcane Ghost’s face froze instantly.
‘The expressions of the young masters of the primordial races darkened.
The entire world turned silent because of Su Zimo’s words.
The atmosphere turned extremely tense and heavy!
Any sudden movement would cause a violent storm!
“Does that mean you don’t want to negotiate, Desolate Martial?”
Young Master Arcane Ghost asked coldly.
“Kill!”
The Seventh Prince could not hold it in any longer and hollered, attacking right away. He swooped down like a flaming spear and descended instantly!
The Tenth Prince followed closely behind and released a killing move!
Young Master Arcane Ghost, Savage Eye and the others attacked as well!
Goddess Xiaoxiang was still bent on Demoness Ji… She took advantage of Demoness Ji’s momentary daze and suddenly attacked, prepared to kill her in a single strike!
