"…"
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Golden Immortal was speechless.
A ragtag bunch of Golden Immortals?
Who do you think you're underestimating here?
Moreover, don't you know why there are only a few Golden Immortals, a dozen True Immortals, and a hundred or so Heavenly Immortals left? You killed so many immortals that the dead did not really outnumber those who survived.
Naturally, he was not going to say that out loud.
Though it had been several days since they returned, the immortals were not goofing around and had at least learned everything they could about Jiang He, understanding that he was no saint and not one to be provoked.
Smiling, he said, "All the worlds have agreed that those above Golden Immortals are not to take part in battles between worlds, which is why the strongest champions of the Hundred Races in case they invade would merely be Golden Immortals."
"There's such an agreement too?"
