The ancient god said, "My lifespan is not much longer. Ten thousand years ago, I should have perished in that battle, but I have lingered on until now."
"If he can help me break through to True God, why not submit to him today?"
Several other ancient gods echoed, "Exactly, if we can take a step further, I am willing to submit as well."
In the distant Luowu Mountain, an ancient presence shook his head and said, "I am more worried about how strong this Human Race is."
"If this war succeeds, if we don't submit, will there be room left for our survival?"
Upon hearing this, these ancient beings fell into silence, seemingly hesitating.
"Ladies and gentlemen... choose now, whether to come forth and submit to this new Human Race Saint Master."
"Or continue to hibernate, wait for the Era of Extinct Gods, and seek a slim chance of survival?"
...
However, they hesitated.
These beings fighting in the Elf Realm showed no hesitation.
