Ding Ning frowned, growing more uneasy as she listened.
When she heard him say that even the human world's top fighter was his own creation, her furrowed brow never relaxed.
"I don't care whether you've nurtured some seeds or can reclaim your own strength."
"From what I know, a human at rank fifteen is already equal to an SS-rank Lord. Your current strength, split up by humans, is just SS. How can you be sure your seeds are still under your control?"
Dark Star snorted coldly, "My seed would leave my control?"
Ding Ning just felt more and more that she couldn't understand this world, because from any angle, the connection between the Human Realm and their own only brought greater harm to them.
Put in human terms: habitats have been destroyed.
Now she wasn't sure anymore—was this Dark Star's plan, or the humans' counter-trap?
Rank fifteen—anyone who made it to this level, human or evil spirit, wasn't content to be under anyone's thumb.
