"You, for your own selfish desires, are instigating a war too soon, and it will lead to the downfall of the Xianmen Sect!"
"How can I bear this in my heart?"
Amongst the overwhelming murderous intent, in the gaze of countless aged Immortals of Nascent Soul, True Monarch Bo Ming bellowed.
Jiang Ding fell into deep thought.
True Monarch Bo Ming, too, was an elderly Nascent Soul, and he also desperately wished for the opportunity to achieve Divinity Transformation, a strong innate desire to cling to life.
But now, he was trying to prevent the premature outbreak of war.
"Bo Ming!"
"Stop your clever rhetoric and short-sightedness!"
Immortal Dinghai snorted coldly, "All the reasons you've stated must have already been considered by our elders. Since they have approved the war, it indicates that now is the best time to start. It's not the place for a mere Nascent Soul Monk to make noise!"
"Exactly, that's right!"
