Xu Xiaoshou's eyes narrowed.
Perhaps this was what Bazhun'an looked forward to after he declared war on the Holy Divine Palace?
There were too many oppressors who were alone and unable to resist. They needed a leader to lead them on this path.
However, they were all suppressed geniuses. No one would submit to the other.
There might be resistance and organizations everywhere, but a small canal could not create a big force. It could not converge into a vast ocean.
Looking at the overall situation, all the places were scattered, like a group of dragons without a leader.
Bazhun'an was different!
The three words Bazhun'an were enough to make everyone respect him.
That was why he dared to use the Saint Servant as an intermediary to directly take on the responsibility. He could point out the direction for this small group of oppressed people in the five domains of the continent.
"Humph!"
