"Whether I admit it or not, Tyrant's Astral Spirit is not inferior to that of the Eastern Temple's master and the creator of the virtual world in terms of foundation and combat strength..." Han Lin sighed in his heart. "If I had treated Tyrant as an equal back then, perhaps he would have agreed to join the central divine region. When that Astral Spirit breaks through to become a true God or higher, wouldn't we humans have nothing to fear before those chaos-type demons and gods?"
Though he understood that a beastmaster who hadn't surpass a true God had extremely low chances of rivaling the Eastern Temple's master, as long as there was even the slightest possibility, the entire species would count on them to maintain peace in the divine region.
