There was no other reason.
Before he made a move, he had traveled far and wide in search of help, only to end in vain, not to mention any responses, he hadn't even seen the face of any other Immortal Kings, all of them shrinking like turtles.
What fools, pig-headed, utter idiots!
An unprecedented major cleansing had arrived, and at this moment they still thought about preserving themselves. How could it be possible? Only by uniting could they barely contend with the impending major cleansing. Fighting alone, they would certainly crumble instantly in the end.
However, Divine Might Immortal King knew all he could do was grumble inwardly.
Even if he felt unwilling, even if he truly fell, no other Immortal Kings would come to his aid.
Now was just the beginning, and there were even more powerful, more perverse ancient beings that had not yet returned.
That was the real great peril.
