Looking at the dense figures in the sky, Ning Zheng showed not a trace of fear, but a hint of peculiarity:
"The prehistoric Immortal Venerates have resolved to kill, energy doesn't come from nowhere, and those countless Immortal Venerate levels have placed heavy bets."
"If all die in the 'Future,' how much loss would the 'Past' suffer as the energy of countless Immortal Venerates nourishes the heavens?"
Ning Zheng spoke while his gaze fell upon that group of End of the Dharma Immortal Venerates:
"And besides, aren't you now also a group of Jiumu Qing? Are you sure you won't have internal conflicts?"
"Ha!"
The End of the Dharma Immortal Venerate chuckled lightly, his gaze steady, as if a fierce flame was burning, pointing at the Refining Cauldron Immortal Venerate and others watching the spectacle in the Time Ancient Tomb,
"Don't compare us to those rotten fellows!"
"As long as one of us succeeds, it's worthwhile even if others sacrifice!"
