Chapter 547

"How many former Sacred Grounds have not been wiped out throughout history? In the face of a clan-annihilation crisis, any compromise can be made."

"What does this even count as?"

"If he truly becomes an Emperor, even if we all kneel and compromise and offer everything, it will be too late."

"If there is truly a life-and-death crisis, even if we all have to die to exchange for the continuation of the Sacred Ground, we must compromise."

"Becoming an Emperor, how could it be that easy?"

"The existences in the forbidden zones won't allow it," someone said.

"If we are to compromise, then compromise properly; don't let people feel that there is any ulterior motive, and even if there is, it cannot be shown."

"Bring out the greatest sincerity."

"You all can say that you are not his match; even if you kneel to compromise, it can be done."

Those present changed color one after another, but thinking deeply, it was indeed like that.

In a one-on-one fight, they were no longer his match.

When walking outside, they had to be careful not to be blocked.

Before, they used to walk sideways; who would care about this?

"He has offended many people; he himself is also a target of public criticism," someone said.

"And whatever he wants, he should go and venture into the universe; if he stays here, there are many people here who want to kill him."

"Not to mention those led by the Feathered ones, there are also many on the side of the Primordial tribes."

"So now we are discussing the direction of the clan's destiny," the Quasi-Emperor ancestor said.

"One is to compromise, the second is to kill."

"You also said it, he is also a target of public criticism."

"If we want to kill, then we must not care about anything; we must kill him. Any trump card cannot be spared, and we cannot be reluctant."

"I will personally take the trump card to pursue and kill him, to the death; even if I exhaust my lifespan limit, he must die."

"I will also contact some old fellows from other families."

"If we want to kill, we won't give him any chance; we will fight a quick battle and not give him any chance to grow."

"No matter which path, if we do it, we do it to the end," the Quasi-Emperor ancestor's killing intent was cold.

The people present were all hesitant; these two paths were not easy to choose.

Compromise—no one was willing.

But to kill—the Quasi-Emperor ancestor was clearly prepared to fight to the death, and they could only fight like that.

No matter the result, their true trump card of deterrence would be gone.

No matter which one, the Sacred Ground's prestige would be infinitely damaged, and other things would also suffer great losses.

"Hmph, it's all trouble you brought upon yourselves," the Quasi-Emperor ancestor snorted coldly.

He had always been self-sealed and sleeping, knowing nothing.

There was nothing to say about this; every Sacred Ground was like this.

The Sacred Ground was large, extremely powerful, with many experts.

But with many experts, there were also many factions, all of them strong.

There would always be someone bringing trouble to the Sacred Ground.

But before, it was all ordinary trouble, which they solved easily; at the same time as the trouble, it was often a good opportunity or harvest.

This time, they had provoked big trouble.

Jiang Nan stepped to the sky, to the depths of the starry sky, and stepped back again.

Very casually, relaxed and natural.

Sacred Grounds all had their own trump cards; some without extreme weapons still dared to call themselves Sacred Grounds, and other families acknowledged it.

They all had extraordinary aspects.

On the sun and moon stars, many tribes couldn't survive, so those two tribes occupied them.

They weren't particularly strong.

Actually, they were also very strong; Jiang Nan analyzed those array patterns, but for anyone else, it would be very difficult.

Those on the ground were even stronger.

There were many experts in the Desolate Ancient Era, and they had Quasi-Emperor old fellows. ===== CHAPTER 548 =====