Decisiveness!
Lin Feng calmly left the Deity Domain. From the beginning to the end, he did not reveal any other emotions.
The alliance between the humans and the ancients was a win-win situation, but the ancients would benefit more than the humans. He didn't want the ancients to be defeated by the demons, but personal feelings were one thing, and racial interests were another. The ancients wanted the human alliance but didn't pay any price?
What a joke!
The humans of today had been reborn. They didn't even need to care about the Sorcerer Race, let alone the ancients.
If they didn't form an alliance, the ancients would only suffer.
Whoosh! Lin Feng left immediately. His heart was filled with anger. He had already given the ancient race enough face and sincerity by inviting them time and time again. However, the ancient race did not appreciate his kindness at all. They only wanted to take advantage of him and even had designs on the Pangu Technique. What a joke.
Disaster was imminent, but they only cared about themselves. When the time came, they would be defeated by the demons.
He had already done what he needed to do.
Whether the ancients lived or died in the future had nothing to do with him.
"I'm sorry, grandfather. I've tried my best." Lin Feng pondered in his heart. His body was just like a shuttle as he instantly disappeared and left the Gu clan treasure trove. He couldn't bear it anymore. Instead of wasting time arguing with these arrogant ancient gods, he might as well return to the southern region and slowly make plans.
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The divine palace
"Damn brat!" Ancient God Ming Yao was so angry that his hair stood on end, and his face was ashen.
"He's gone." The Hall Master looked in the direction that Lin Feng had left in and sighed. However, he felt extremely conflicted. He felt pain and emptiness at the same time. He had guessed that Lin Feng would reject the proposal, but he didn't expect Lin Feng to be so resolute and leave without giving the ancients any face.
The alliance was officially canceled.
"Sigh." Mother Earth shook her head helplessly and closed her eyes in pain, as if she could already foresee the hellish disaster that would befall the ancients.
Ancient God Golden Slaughter and Ancient God Whale Tun had ugly expressions, especially Ancient God Whale Tun. Lin Feng's departure and the failure of the alliance meant that the demons' invasion of the northwest region was on the agenda, and the ancients had nothing to rely on. Unless he was prepared to fight the demons to the death, he could only choose to flee.
The atmosphere was heavy.
The ancient gods all had their own ideas, and they were like a plate of loose sand.
"Done!" Ancient God Yan Yao looked at the dejected and disappointed crowd and shouted, "Everyone, there is no need to be disappointed. Humans can't even protect themselves, so what help can they provide to our ancient races? We still have to rely on ourselves to defend against the Demon Race. As long as we fight this battle beautifully and deal a heavy blow to the Demon Race, I believe that our Ancient Race will definitely be able to overcome this crisis! "
"Moreover, the Sorcerer Tribe has not responded yet. They might send reinforcements in a few days. At that time, if we form an alliance with the humans, how will we explain it to the Sorcerer Tribe?"
"Come, brace yourselves and prepare for battle!"
Ancient God Dark Harrier clapped his hands in encouragement.
However, there wasn't much spirit in the eyes of the ancient gods. How could the low morale be stirred up with just a few words?
None of them were three years old.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this time around … the ancient race was doomed.
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The southern region.
"Did he fail?" Shun murmured.
"As expected." Thousand Love Empress nodded lightly, not showing any disappointment.
"In the end, the ancient race still looks down on us humans." Lin Feng said indifferently with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He was laughing at the fact that the ancient race was still stubborn in the face of disaster and insisted on holding on to that pointless backbone and self-esteem, unwilling to let go of even a little bit of pride.
Since that was the case, there was no need to force it. Instead, it would appear that the humans were groveling.
If they were not in an alliance, then so be it. What was the big deal?
"How is the implementation of the God-making Plan?" Lin Feng looked at Shun.
"This matter is being handled by King Yan and I, so there are no problems. There are still many elites in the other eight regions of the human race. The most outstanding ones are Hua Feng, Wei Lizi, Meng Shou, and the rest of the eleven. Even the worst of them is comparable to Wu Cong and Pang Mintian. The best, San Jie, is even comparable to Thousand Love Empress," Shun said with satisfaction.
Oh?
Lin Feng couldn't help but be delighted.
San Jie's talent was comparable to Thousand Love Empress? That was a rare genius of the human race. Hua Feng, Wei Lizi, Meng Shou, and the rest of the eleven people were comparable to Wu Cong and Pang Mintian? One had to know that Wu Cong and Pang Mintian were the best in the second batch of God-making Plan. They were already Sage Kings.
That was pretty good!
Although bad news came one after another, there was also a lot of good news.
The God-making Plan was the plan that he valued the most. It was also the factor that he valued the most in the other eight regions of the human race.
The human race had a lot of potential.
Maybe the average strength of the human race was weak, but the population base was there. Coupled with their outstanding comprehension and countless years of accumulation, there would always be some geniuses buried in the sea of people and not discovered by others. There were so many geniuses in the Southern Region alone. There would naturally be many in the other eight regions.
As long as these geniuses were given the right cultivation conditions and environment, breaking through to the Sage Realm or even the Sage King Realm would be a piece of cake.
The human race had always been weak because their "origins" were too lowly. Coupled with the strength of the Sorcerer Race and the Demon Race, which suppressed the rise of the human race, various factors led to the current situation. Under the vicious cycle, the human race had to accept their fate.
But actually, the human race was not weak.
In his opinion, their potential surpassed that of the Sorcerer Race and the Demon Race.
But …
Time was too tight.
No matter what, cultivation and comprehension required time. It was not something that could be achieved overnight.
"Spirit Gathering Array!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed as he thought to himself. If the human race could have a Spirit Gathering Array and put all these geniuses in to cultivate, it would take at least ten days to half a month, and at most a few months for them to be reborn. At that time, the human race would naturally become stronger!
In the Divine Plane, he had seen a small Spirit Gathering Array of the Ancient Race.
In the entire Dou Ling World, there were a total of two known to exist. The other one, according to Gu Sheng, was in …
In the Dream Whisperer Race.
"Those big forces are afraid of offending the Heavenly Spirit Race and the neutral races, but I am not." Lin Feng smiled faintly.
"Moreover, the situation is tense now. I can't care so much."
In order to better strengthen the human race, there were some things that he had to do.
Even if he had to be a "bandit" once, so what?
"Shun, help me investigate something immediately," Lin Feng said.
"Hmm?" Shun was slightly surprised. His eyes flashed.
Lin Feng looked into the distance and said seriously, "Help me investigate the Dream Whisperer Race, the Loulan Emperor, and most importantly … the location of the Dream Whisperer Race!" Lin Feng's voice was sonorous and decisive. His eyes shone with a strong light.
"Okay!" Shun did not ask further. He knew that this matter was very important.
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