A tall and burly man, emitting an ancient bronze divine light, scornfully said, "Mere lower realm commoners, no matter how strong they get, how strong could they possibly be?"
A man wearing platinum gilded divine armor, with a robust build, squinted and said, "It's said that the lower realm has produced a few Golden Immortals, and their strength isn't weak."
A man in blue-gold divine armor, slender and upright, sneered, "Even if the lower realm truly has Golden Immortals, so what?
With us around, those Golden Immortals can do nothing but submit.
I reckon the Bright God Lord, Sky Divine God Lord, and Dark Demon Lord have already won that battle, and we don't even need to take action."
The man in the golden robe spoke, "Father has ordered that if the Bright God Lord, Sky Divine God Lord, and Dark Demon Lord have won that battle, we should bring them back to the Divine Country.
But if they need help, we should lend them a hand."
He paused for a moment.
