It wasn't like giving them a taste of their own medicine.
Lin Feng naturally wasn't a petty person. He remembered the 'grudge' from that day so deeply. In fact, before the ancient race arrived, Lin Feng had already discussed with Shun, Thousand Love Emperor, and the others to discuss the details of the negotiation. In terms of negotiation skills, Shun and the others were much stronger than Lin Feng.
Since the ancient race was anxious, they would be even more anxious!
The more anxious they were, the easier it was for them to lose their composure. Under the pressure of the outside world, their 'bottom line' would be broken bit by bit.
This was the way of the king in negotiation!
The poorer they were, the more they would be bullied. The more miserable they were, the more they would be suppressed. Since it was a negotiation, it was equivalent to a battle. This was another battlefield. There was no mercy, only a game of chess. The loser would give up more 'land' and 'space', while the winner would obtain more.
…
On the first day, the ancient race experts were still calm.
On the third day, the ancient race experts couldn't hold back and began to send people to inquire.
On the fifth day, the seventh day, the ninth day … In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. The ancient gods were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. Even Gu Sheng, who had been calm previously, began to feel nervous. This was the first time he had come personally.
The reason was simple.
After a short period of rest and adjustment, the demon race had split into three groups and was officially marching towards the three great ancient regions!
The ancient race's crisis was imminent!
"They're finally here." Lin Feng's eyes flickered.
"I didn't expect the demon race to only send out their troops on the tenth day." Shun smiled. He was confident.
"The ancient race's first line of defense has already collapsed." Thousand Love Emperor's eyes flickered. Lin Feng nodded slightly. To the ancient race, the demon race's second attack was equivalent to forcing them into a desperate situation. The countdown to the three great ancient regions had officially entered.
Facing the powerful demon race, the ancient race was powerless.
It was either hitting a rock with an egg or reluctantly giving up on the three great ancient regions. No matter which option it was, the ancient race couldn't accept it.
"We can officially state our conditions." Shun's eyes flickered.
Thousand Love Emperor nodded. "If we had made this request at the beginning, the ancient race would have turned hostile and left immediately. There would have been no room for reconciliation."
Time was the best key.
To the ancient race, a spirit gathering array was their greatest treasure. As for the Divine Realm, where the spirit gathering array was located, it was the forbidden land of the ancient race, the foundation of the ancient race! Most importantly, the small Spirit Gathering Array could not be dismantled. If Lin Feng wanted to obtain the small Spirit Gathering Array, it would mean that at the very least, the Divine Realm would have to open its doors. However, this was not enough. What Lin Feng wanted was —
It was the entire Divine Realm!
The greater one's strength, the greater one's ambition.
As long as there was a small Spirit Gathering Array, it would be the same as entering and exiting the Ancient Race's' forbidden grounds'. As time passed, it would be too eye-catching and would cause both sides to be unhappy. The alliance might have a tacit understanding in the beginning, but when the time came, the Divine Realm would become a point of friction between the two sides.
Of course, Lin Feng also had some selfish motives.
The Pangu Staircase was an existence that was not inferior to a small-scale Spirit Gathering Array!
Since he was already prepared to raise such harsh conditions, he might as well raise them even more harshly and decisively!
…
"What!?" Gu Sheng's expression changed drastically.
As he looked at Lin Feng, shock and disbelief appeared on his face.
Although he expected Lin Feng's' request 'to be very high, he did not expect it to be so high. Gu Sheng pursed his lips tightly and did not say a word. His expression was extremely ugly. However, he could not blame Lin Feng. That day, the Ancient Race was at fault. Even when the Ancient Race opposed the alliance, he did not show up.
Today, the Ancient Race had a request to ask of Lin Feng. It was natural for him to raise such a request. However, he did not expect that …
Lin Feng's ambition was so great!
"The entire Ancient Realm! Brother Lin, you are making things difficult for me. "Gu Sheng clenched his teeth tightly. He was faintly angry, but he had no way to vent it.
Was this still considered an alliance? It was simply robbery!
Moreover, he was robbing the Ancient Race's foundation!
Lin Feng smiled faintly and did not take it to heart. If they could reach an agreement the first time they met, it meant that his' request 'was too simple. "This is the result of the discussion between the upper echelons of the human race. I am sorry, Brother Gu. Although I am the Human Emperor, I am not in charge of internal and external affairs. I hope you can forgive me."
His words were both firm and soft, causing Gu Sheng to swallow his words.
How could Lin Feng not make a decision?
As long as he said something, the upper echelons of the human race would only listen!
Lin Feng's position in the human race was exactly the same as Shaman Emperor Di Jiang's position in the Shaman Race. However, since Lin Feng said so, Gu Sheng could only believe him. He had no other choice. Who asked the Ancient Race to be the weaker party? Who asked them to give up such a great opportunity?
Sometimes, if an opportunity was missed, there would be no more.
Lin Feng's eyes flashed as he said slowly, "Brother Gu, if you find it hard to accept, why don't we … forget about it?"
Taking a step back in order to advance was pointlessly forcing the Ancient Race. This would have the opposite effect.
Gu Sheng's expression was ugly as he said softly, "I can't make a decision on this matter. After I go back and discuss with my teachers, I will give Brother Lin an answer." After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Lin Feng to reply and left in a huff. Gu Sheng had a stomach full of anger and had no way to vent it.
Looking at Gu Sheng's back, Lin Feng smiled faintly.
Gu Sheng's reaction was much 'better' than he had imagined. At least, he did not fly into a rage. His current reaction meant that …
There was still hope.
…
As expected, Gu Sheng and the other Ancient Gods came looking for him the next day.
However, Lin Feng only saw Gu Sheng. After the first round of negotiations, both parties had a rough idea of what was going on. They started to test each other's bottom line. Such a clash was expected. There would not be any results, but it was good news. It meant that the Ancient Race had the possibility of giving in. Furthermore … it was very likely!
Because the current situation was too disadvantageous for the Ancient Race!
Of the seven Ancient Gods, two were seriously injured, and only four were left to manage the situation. Ancient God Bing Yan had been abandoned. Without the Divine Hall Master Gu Zheng to rely on, no matter how much Ancient God Bing Yan hated the humans, there was nothing he could do. Hence, he was not even willing to participate in this negotiation.
Ancient God Jin Lu, Mother Earth, and Ancient God Chang Mu were the representatives of the Ancient Gods.
As for Gu Sheng, he represented his father, Gu Zheng. As the successor of the Divine Hall Master, he had the greatest authority.
Indeed, Lin Feng was quite lucky.
If Gu Zheng was not injured, how could Gu Sheng make the decision? Hearing Lin Feng's' excessive 'request, he would probably fall out with him on the spot. To Gu Zheng, he would not lower his head even if his country was destroyed, let alone to the humans!
The pride of the Ancient Race could not be lost!
However, Gu Sheng was different from his father. He was more concerned about the safety of the Ancient Race and the continuation of the race. To a certain extent, Gu Sheng's views were similar to Lin Feng's. This was the difference between the older generation and the younger generation. There was a difference in personality and views.
Gu Sheng's request was indeed excessive.
However, Lin Feng believed that Gu Sheng would eventually accept it if he put himself in Gu Sheng's shoes.
The Deity Plane would be conquered soon. At that time, it would belong to the Demon Race. It would be the same for the other two Ancient Regions. Since that was the case, why not 'give' it to the humans? They could not keep it anyway. However, this was more about their pride and dignity. It was a matter of whether they would lower their heads.
Lin Feng was not in a hurry.
This was because he believed that as the Demon Race army got closer to the Deity Plane, the chances of Gu Sheng agreeing would increase.
He would not give in!
At the same time, the Southern Region was the main force and the other eight Ancient Regions were supporting. The human army was gathering in an orderly manner, ready to fight the Demon Race at any time. This had been decided long ago. Regardless of whether the Ancient Race gave in or not, the battle with the Demon Race was inevitable. The only difference was …
If they could form an alliance, the Ancient Race would be strengthened, and the chances of success would be higher!
If they could not form an alliance, although the chances were small, Lin Feng estimated that they had a 30% to 40% chance of winning the battle in the Deity Plane! Even if they could not win, they could at least make the Demon Race suffer. Gu Sheng's main body would then come out of seclusion and display his strongest combat power. He believed that his main body was definitely the strongest in the Dou Ling World —
A Heaven God!
A Heaven God who had the ability to attack groups would be an extremely terrifying presence on the battlefield. Especially when this Heaven God's flames were endless, he would be equivalent to the Grim Reaper.
Lin Feng had sufficient strength and was therefore very confident.
…
13th day.
15th day.
17th day.
The Demon Race was approaching step by step. The Ancient Race was retreating step by step.
The bottom line that he had always maintained was finally crossed. No matter how unwilling he was, no matter how painful it was, and no matter how much he was willing to lower his noble head as if he was ceding territory for peace, for the fate of the Gu Clan and for the safety of the Gu Clan, Gu Sheng would rather be a sinner for all eternity and make a decision that he was proud of.
Give the Deity Plane to the humans!
"Believe me, you won't regret it." Lin Feng looked at Gu Sheng and said slowly.
"Perhaps today, this decision is wrong. However, a hundred years later, a thousand years later, you will realize that … this decision is the most correct one." Lin Feng smiled faintly. "Because of this decision, the Ancient Race will not become slaves to the dead. Instead, they will continue to pass on for ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, a million years, and even longer."
"As long as there are humans, the bloodline of the Ancient Race will exist!"
"I, Lin Feng, promise!"
Lin Feng extended his hand. His eyes were filled with sincerity.
"Alright, I believe you." Gu Sheng also extended his hand and shook it. Although there was still some heartache in his eyes, he had accepted this outcome and fate.
Instead of relying on the Wizard Race, it was better to form an alliance with the humans.
At least, the Ancient Race would not become slaves to the dead!
They would still have their dignity!
"It's a pleasure working with you." Lin Feng smiled.
"It's not a pleasure at all." Gu Sheng sighed and made his decision. He closed his eyes. There was no point in thinking about it now.
"Is that so?" Lin Feng smiled faintly. "I believe you will be happy soon."
Gu Sheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"I wonder how Brother Gu's injuries are. Do you still have the strength to fight?" Lin Feng's eyes flashed slightly.
"The strength to fight?" Gu Sheng spread his hands and shrugged. "I have less than twenty percent of my strength left. I can't spar with Brother Lin."
Lin Feng shook his head. "It's not a spar. It's a battle."
"A battle?" Gu Sheng was stunned.
"Yes, a battle." Lin Feng stood up. His eyes flashed with a cold battle intent. He looked into the distance. "I don't mind telling you the truth. We humans have already gathered our forces and are ready to attack. We are waiting for the day the Demon Race breaks through the Divine Plane! I must obtain the Divine Plane! Now that we have Ancient Race experts with us, our chances of winning have increased by at least one-third! "
"Sixty percent! I have sixty percent confidence that the Demon Race will — "
"Return empty-handed!"
Lin Feng's eyes were filled with killing intent. His aura was stronger than Pang Ran's.
However, Gu Sheng, who was behind him, widened his eyes. He was completely shocked.
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