At that time, it is possible that Feng Ting will join forces with the Martial Ancestor to clear away these Ancient Ancestors of the Universe.
Time passes in suppression, Feng Ting watches Hao Yan, quietly waiting for his response.
If these remaining Ancient Ancestors do not agree, just entering the Chaos Sea will expend considerable effort. The Universe's twenty ancestors, if united and holding the advantage of terrain, they absolutely cannot harm Chu Zheng in the slightest.
Finally, Hao Yan raised his head, his voice calm and unruffled:
"I don't trust you, Feng Ting."
This sentence instantly made Feng Ting frown.
Hao Yan's gaze swept over several Immortal Ancestors and landed on Feng Ting's tightly furrowed brow, solemnly saying:
"I only trust Moonlight."
The human heart is hard to gauge, and the dispute between the two realms has lasted long. The matter now plotted is too great, involving too many angles. He cannot entrust his wealth and life on the illusory words.
