"From the looks of it, the great tribulation facing our Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect is likely a battle for the survival of our race," Zou Feng said in a deep voice.
Wang Yu was taken aback. "A battle for the survival of our race? Do you mean between the Demon Race and the Human Race? Uh, surely it's not that serious, right?"
"I'm afraid it's even more severe than we anticipated!" Zou Feng said with certainty. "The Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect has ruled over the All Heavens and Myriad Realms for a very long time, accumulating too much Cause and Effect. Now, it's all bursting out at once."
Hearing this, Wang Yu remained silent for a long time. Finally, he asked, "Then, Younger Brother Zou, which side do you think has a greater chance of winning?"
Zou Feng immediately laughed. "Is that even a question? Whichever side I am on is bound to win!"
Wang Yu offered a few dry, accompanying chuckles, clearly treating it as a joke.
