Su Yu smiled. “In other words, in the upper realm, the ancient race of space will always be on the same side as the three great races.”
“Yes!”
The space-splitting marquis nodded. “The ancient race of space is unable to resist the three great races! “At the very least, the iron-eating race still has a three-month heavenly venerate. I’m not even a heavenly venerate, so how can I resist the three great races? “If Master can raise the flag in the upper realm and gain a firm foothold, then my clan will naturally come and vote for you... If you can’t... I’m sorry, I only hope that master can spare us and let us live. Don’t let the ancient race of space die with us.”
She looked at Su Yu. This was her only request.
Su Yu agreed. He just had to give them the portals.
Other than the portals in the primal Chaos Mountain, all the other portals were almost destroyed.
There was not much use in keeping them!
