Chapter 1127: Chapter 714: Thank You Senior Liu Chapter 1127: Chapter 714: Thank You Senior Liu Hunyuan Fairy King threw out two questions in one breath, but before Pan King could speak, the forr’s voice rang out again:
“Countless ways exist to fight the Great Purge, and as Immortal Kings, we already stand as the highest caliber of beings in this world. It’s entirely possible for us to form our own front, becoming a bastion against the Great Purge. Is it necessary to choose sides?”
“The Great Purge primarily targets us, the strongest cultivators of our ti. What difference does choosing a side make? It’s inherently every man for himself.”
“If we choose a side, would the Master of the Holy Land really intervene to protect us?
And is he truly capable of protecting all of us?
To the eyes of Ao Sheng and others, although they seem strong, in the view of the long eras, they are rely among the ordinary, and the real giants can suppress them as easily as flipping their hands.”
Taking a step back, under the enveloping karma, can the Master of the Holy Land really transcend everything?
Instead of relying on him, wouldn’t it be more reliable for us to form an alliance based on past goodwill? Moreover, Pan King, you speak of choosing sides, but what exactly does it an to choose a side?”
By this point, Hunyuan Fairy King paused for a mont, his profound gaze falling on Pan King.
Although his old friend seed confident and resolute, in Hunyuan Fairy King’s eyes, the Master of the Holy Land had perhaps only touched the threshold of the Emperor Realm, not yet truly ascending to the highest and most supre throne of Emperor.
If an emperor were truly born among the heavens and the earth, the magnificent Emperor Radiance would extend to such an extent that even The Boundary Sea would be enveloped, leaving unmistakable signs. Furthermore, even if this era was not the ti for ascending to the Emperor’s seat, in the Mortal World’s manifest realm, unimaginable miracles would accompany it.
Just like so ancient Buddhas who had attained Tao, wherever they went, one could see the genuine realms of Buddha surrounding them, an ultimate recognition and respect from the laws of Heavenly Road. Such spectacles have never manifested around the Master of the Holy Land. He seems too ordinary, at least when compared to others in the King’s Domain.
If it weren’t for his impressive achievents in suppressing Ao Sheng, Primordial, Primitive, and Luo Cun, the four Immortal Kings, and causing a sensation across the Immortal Domain, this place would hardly be regarded as a so-called Holy Land.
With the arrival of the Great Purge, the karma surrounding him might beco even more terrifying.
Now that the Great Purge hasn’t completely erupted, those erging are rely minor lackeys and small fries. So truly powerful beings haven’t turned back yet, attempting to find the Ultimate Ancient Land before the storm arrives—safe if they find it, but certain to return if they do not.
Long before countless eras, those beings were already of a Giant Level existence, and who knows how much ti has passed since then; they have likely beco even more terrifying, with so possibly transcending the realm of Immortal Kings, touching the Emperor Realm.
When these individuals return, won’t they imdiately target the owner of this Holy Land?!”
Listening to his good friend ramble so much, Pan King was initially silent, finally managing a bitter smile, “To be honest, what you’re saying makes sense, but my intuition tells that following the Master of the Holy Land can’t be wrong. Along the way, I’ve encountered nurous people and events. The strong and weak coexist, yet no one has given the awe-inspiring feeling like the Master of Liu Village has.”
“Moreover, about what it ans to choose sides… I actually don’t know either, because Senior Liu never ntioned these things. But in my view, everything should honor the will of the Holy Land essentially.
This ti, I want to be clear and express my thoughts directly to the Master of the Holy Land, to thoroughly join the Holy Land.”
Towards the end, Pan King’s tone turned firm, with a decisively resolute stance.
This step, although it seed abrupt, had actually been considered for a long ti, at least for hundreds of thousands of years, and he had weighed all the pros and cons sufficiently, so Hunyuan Fairy King’s words wouldn’t sway him.
“Pan King, you’re indeed playing a risky ga. There shouldn’t have been only these two choices…,” Hunyuan Fairy King shook his head, sowhat flabbergasted, realizing that his good brother was, until now, acting unilaterally?! He still hadn’t officially received recognition from the Master of the Holy Land.
Pan King managed a bitter smile, naturally perceiving his old friend’s thoughts, but he didn’t explain anything—so things couldn’t be made clear in a word or two; it was, after all, just a feeling.
His true form was the Undying Peach Tree, remarkable undoubtedly as one of the few prival Spirit Plants born of the world, but not suited for battle.
Despite being an Immortal King, his strength was not considered among the strongest within the Immortal Kings of the Immortal Domain. He belonged to one of the oldest generations of kings, even reaching the tail-end of the Emperor’s Fall era, witnessing many unimaginable historic events, yet his prowess was only at the level of Supre Immortal King.
Such strength might seem sufficient to overpower so ordinary Immortal Kings returning from The Boundary Sea, but against those ancient, most powerful beings who had drifted in The Boundary Sea for the longest ti, nearing the completion of their journeys, he had no confidence in winning.
He needed to find a path to survival for himself, for Pan King City, for his descendants, and his subjects.
Even if it ant bowing down as a vassal, wasn’t it still better than having the lifelong pursuit turn into unattainable dreams?
As for how much authority he held in his hands
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