Chapter 712: Chapter 711: Not Even Afraid Like This
"Do all of you wish to become enemies with our Demon God Temple?"
Xiang Batian’s face was filled with disdain as he clasped his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the powerful ancient races before him, fearless, and the domineering aura he emanated was shocking.
One had to say, this was the Tyrant Body, incredibly strong.
Facing so many powerhouses, even with the resurgence of nine emperor-grade Divine Weapons, he remained incredibly calm.
"So unafraid, you don’t even flinch?"
A mighty human warrior was full of surprise, thinking that if they were in his place, up against nine emperor-grade Divine Weapons, they would probably submit immediately.
These were nine emperor-grade Divine Weapons, after all, each with a fully awakened emperor’s consciousness.
"We do not wish to become enemies with your Demon God Temple, but the Mang Jiao clan is still a part of our ancient races, and also, the members of your Demon God Temple have already slaughtered many of the Mang Jiao clan. Why pursue them to the bitter end?"
"This is not beneficial for either side, and if we truly go to war, then it will be the humans who stand to benefit in the end."
The White Tiger Clan Leader said gravely, his eyes full of wariness as he looked at Xiang Batian.
In truth, they did not wish to go to war either, especially with two Supreme Physiques present, not to mention the Hall Master of the Demon God Temple who had yet to make a move.
If a real conflict were to break out, the consequences would be too severe.
"The ancient races must not perish!" Wolf Dust stared coldly at Xiang Batian.
He was eager to start a battle, hoping for a chance to get his revenge.
"Don’t bother telling me this. I only know that if you hinder our Demon God Temple, then from now on, you will be the enemy of our Demon God Temple."
"No matter who it is, they must die!"
Xiang Batian said domineeringly.
Thinking the ancient races could intimidate them, when they were anything but faint-hearted.
They were absolutely indifferent to these threats.
Everyone became silent.
They had not expected Xiang Batian to be so resolute, holding his ground despite such pressure.
In his eyes, there was absolutely no thought of dodging.
And standing by Xiang Batian’s side, Green Lotus Scholar was smiling at these ancient races, his face devoid of any tension, still as carefree as ever.
"Our Flying Fox Clan will not participate in this operation."
Just then, a gentle voice sounded, and Hu Qianxin was the first to stand out and speak.
Although she knew that after saying this, it would be difficult to stay on good terms with the ancient races.
But she was even less willing to offend the Demon God Temple.
Facing these two Supreme Physiques and several hundred from the Saint Realm, she didn’t want to confront them at all.
Just thinking about it gave her a headache.
If they really became enemies of the Demon God Temple, then it would be a huge problem for them, and even the extinction of their entire race was not impossible.
So Hu Qianxin made her choice immediately.
"Hu Qianxin, have you thought this through? If you withdraw this time, from now on you will no longer be considered a member of the ancient races,"
Long Zhan was incredibly angry, the battle hadn’t even begun, and someone from their side was already pulling out.
"Compared to the risk of being annihilated, I choose to withdraw from the ancient races."
Hu Qianxin was very decisive and turned to leave straight away.
"This traitor!"
Watching Hu Qianxin’s retreating figure, Wolf Dust snorted coldly.
For them, Hu Qianxin was now a traitor; after all, these ancient races had always stuck together. Although there were constant internal disputes, if anyone dared to lay a finger on a member of an ancient race, they would unite without exception.
And now, Hu Qianxin was the first to give up and thus became a traitor.
"Anyone else want to leave?"
Xiang Batian’s gaze was calm, looking straight at them.
The faces of the ancient race’s powerhouses shifted, as if contemplating something.
The departure of Hu Qianxin also made the remaining ancient races less firm in their resolve.
It was as if a new path had emerged, and what they now struggled with was whether to follow it or not.
If not for Hu Qianxin’s action, even without a way out, these ancient races would still have joined hands.
But now, they could consider taking action.
It was at this moment that the Qilin Clan Leader let out a light sigh and declared, "I choose to withdraw."
Then, he turned around and left directly.
He simply did not want to get involved with the Demon God Temple’s affairs.
If they became enemies of the Demon God Temple today, they would be finished if targeted in the future.
After all, the power of the Demon God Temple was right there and not something his Qilin Clan could contend with.
Furthermore, even if all nine Divine Weapons awoke, could they truly slay these two individuals?
The reality was unlikely, and the Clan Leader of the Qilin had no confidence in his heart.
In the end, he determined his resolve and chose to withdraw.
"What about the rest of you, anyone else?"
Long Zhan’s face was so dark that it became terrifying, his eyes filled with raging fury.
He seemed like a volcano on the verge of eruption at any moment.
Perhaps it was due to the pressure exerted by Long Zhan, but thereafter, no one chose to withdraw.
"Very well, today’s choices are correct, and you have not lost the pride of our ancient races, unlike the Flying Fox and Qilin clans."
Although two clans had given up, the eight remaining Divine Weapons were still sufficient.
Add to that him and the powerhouses of the Fire Phoenix Clan, they may not be that much weaker than the two individuals with the Supreme Physique.
Just then, the Sect Master of Yuandao Sect’s eyes sparkled, glancing back and forth between Xiang Batian and the ancient races.
At last, as if he had made a decision, he proclaimed loudly, "Fellow Daoists, I believe you all are aware of the threat posed by the Demon God Temple. If we allow the Demon God Temple to continue developing, the fate of the Mang Jiao Clan will soon befall all of us."
"I know you don’t want to join hands with the ancient races, but this is our only chance."
"After all, the ancient races aren’t as dangerous as the Demon God Temple."
"They always act brazenly. If we don’t eliminate the Demon God Temple now, we will be in danger later on. I know these two individuals with the Supreme Physique are very strong, and they even have a Hall Master behind them, but this does not mean we have no chance."
"If both sides join forces, the attack from a dozen Divine Weapons, coupled with our many strong practitioners, could very well eliminate the Demon God Temple."
"I refuse to believe that the Supreme Physique could withstand the assault from our dozen Divine Weapons."
Owing to Wang Zun, the Sect Master of Yuandao Sect had been looking for an opportunity, previously just biding his time.
The Origin Sect Master had been in charge of this matter before, but after the capture of the Origin Sect Master, the Demon God Temple had positioned itself against the ancient races.
The Sect Master of Yuandao Sect knew the opportunity had come.
If the human race joined forces with the ancient races, then no matter how strong the Demon God Temple was, they would be able to overcome it.
Even if not all human forces were present, the mobilization of five or six top factions was already sufficient. A dozen Divine Weapons, representing a dozen imperial wills, would surely be successful.
