The race in this space was called the Winged Race, a distant relative of the ancient Peng. Although they had gone through several eras and no longer had the magical abilities of the Peng, their starting point was much higher than that of humans. They were born with the ability to fly, and all of them had magical abilities that could only be cultivated. They were the perfect combination of the ancient divine beast bloodline and the human bloodline, possessing both innate magical abilities and acquired techniques.
For such a race, everyone had abilities. Their intelligence development was no different from that of humans. If they weren't trapped in one place, if it wasn't for the fact that their reproduction wasn't satisfactory, if they were really placed in the universe, it wouldn't necessarily be just humans that dominated the universe.
Parallel spaces didn't belong to or communicate with each other. Although the Winged Race was strong, they had nothing to do with the human world. However, hundreds of thousands of years ago, a passage had appeared between the Winged Race and the human world. The location was fixed, but it didn't last. According to some mysterious law, the two spaces would intersect at certain times, providing each side with the possibility of entering the other space.
Such a place would naturally be guarded by human cultivators. In fact, humans had guarded it and never let the Winged Race take a step into the main world!
This place was called Planet Vanguard! It was the place where the human cultivator army gathered!
However, the monks didn't set up the transmission array near Planet Vanguard. They set it up several universes away from the fifth ring, providing another exit for the Winged Race through a special space passage. Although this exit was a bit unstable and couldn't pass through the entire Winged Race, it was enough for a war!
This was a force that could change the outcome of the war!
The Great Heavenly Wing with the highest status came in front of the Buddhas with an unhappy expression.
"The condition we reached before was to pass through thirty percent of the Winged Race at once, which means at least a hundred thousand! But now, there are only ten thousand! There are also hundreds of people who died in the space passage for no reason!
We want to know, is this the end of your Buddhist Sect's transmission? Or do you want to continue setting up the transmission array? "
Facing tens of thousands of Winged Race, the Buddhas weren't afraid at all. Their leader's tone was firm!
"Passing through thirty percent of the Winged Race is the ultimate goal! Any more and the Heavenly Dao won't tolerate it. You know this very well!
Nothing can be obtained for free! Our Buddhist Sect has no obligation to help you return to the main world! How many of you can come over will depend on the role you play in this war!
"Ten thousand is the fixed number this time, and there won't be a second time. Unless the war ends and we emerge victorious, everyone will sit down and discuss the merits and rewards. Then, we'll decide how many you Winged Race can cross next time.
Does Wing Monarch understand what I mean? "
The Great Heaven's Wings stared straight at him, unable to suppress his anger. "That's not what you said before! If the Buddhist League goes back on their words, is their goal to use these ten thousand people as chess pieces, and throw them away when they are done with them? "
The Buddha did not back down. "Every side is taking a risk! No one could guarantee anything!
You are taking a risk, and you need to bet on the sincerity of us humans!
My Buddhist Sect is also taking a risk. We need to see the reactions of the various powers in the Origin World. Will we incur public anger?
If you Winged people are willing to gamble, then go ahead! If you don't want to bet, then please leave! "
Great Heavenly Wings threatened. "I don't believe that my ten-thousand-odd clansmen won't be able to find a place to settle down after I kill you old bald donkeys!"
The Buddha scoffed, "Of course you have the right to do so, and you have the ability to do so! And then? You will become the public enemy of the entire cultivation world of the Origin World! No power will let you go until you slowly disappear in the river of time. I bet that it won't take more than five hundred years!
If you insist, then enjoy your last five hundred years of happiness! "
The Great Heaven's Wings knew that there was nothing they could do to change the situation! The Buddhist League had its cunning, and the Winged Race also had its calculations. If a hundred thousand clansmen really came over, who would still fight to the death? Wouldn't it be better to find a better world to occupy?
However, the cunning of humans was not something they could recklessly predict! It seemed that they still had to fight this battle! Fine, just treat it as the price they had to pay for the Winged Race's return to the Origin World this time!
It was impossible to achieve their goal without shedding blood!
Under the leadership of the ten Buddhas, the Winged Race army did not hide anything. They majestically passed through the Origin World and entered the Origin World's struggle for the future of their race!
The Heavenly Smoke Puppet was very, very tired. After two years of running around, she had gained very little. Even if she spoke until her throat was hoarse, in most cases, it was just a waste of breath.
She was the last to return to Mount Xiao. When she met her fellow disciples, they were all very embarrassed because everyone was the same. The departure of the main body of the Xuanyuan Three Pure Ones was too big a blow to the people of Qing Kong. Most of the powers would rather see Qing Kong being attacked than to protect their dignity!
In their opinion, the moment the Xuanyuan Three Pure Ones left, Qing Kong had already lost its dignity.
"A forced melon is not sweet, so I didn't twist much …" The Ice Guest blushed with shame.
The few of them were speechless. When they tried their best, they realized how difficult it was to never give up in the dictionary of the Xuanyuan Swordsman! They did not ask for a 50/50 chance. Even if there was only a 10% chance of winning, they dared to fight for it. However, the problem now was that even 10% of winning seemed to be out of reach!
There was no quantity at all! There was no quality to talk about! There was no courage to fight and the determination to face death with equanimity! How could they fight such a battle?
Previously, they had looked down on the old guys on Zhonglao Peak. Each of them only knew how to donate their broken bodies, but did not know how to turn the tide! Now, they understood that those old guys had already seen through all of this, so they did not need to waste any effort. They ate, drank, and played. When the enemy came, killing one was enough. Killing two was a win!
It was a simple way of thinking, but also the most practical!
They had the intention to kill the enemy, but were powerless to reverse the situation. This was the most intuitive feeling they had!
Only Yan Bo still had a lofty look on his face!
"What's there to be troubled about? Let me see! Don't guard the Great Membrane of Heaven and Earth. It doesn't conform to the fighting habits of the Swordsman!
Let's just drag them out. If the enemy comes, we'll fight them head-on! At least we'll have a quick death!
Why think so much? We cultivators cultivate our whole life. If we can't let go of our desires in the end, wouldn't we have wasted our whole life? "
Yan Bo wanted to reprimand him, but he could not say anything. However, Yan Dai, who was beside him, expressed her support, which was rare.
"What Yan Bo said is actually not wrong! Junior Martial Sister, let's make our own choices. Those who are willing to go out with us can go out and kill to their heart's content! Those who are willing to stay in the Great Membrane of Heaven and Earth can do whatever they want. Those who only want to guard their own mountain gate can also ignore them!
We've already tried our best. Why think so much? "
Ice Guest's drummer supported him. "Okay, okay! Senior Martial Brother Cigarette Butt told me a long time ago that it's better for Swordsman to fight in an open space. If we can't win, we can still run … The universe is vast. Maybe we can save our lives! "
The others glared at him with murderous gazes. This coward only spoke the truth!
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