The eight figures seemed capable of crushing the ancient world, each one terribly fearsome.
Yet, even at this stage, they had not fully emerged from their stealthy states.
They were all biding their time for the final moment, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the victor of this grand battle.
By then, even if the Will of Heaven and Earth were to react, it would be of no avail.
Moreover, the contingencies of The World were wiped out by that White Wolf, even the Will of Heaven and Earth, having descended personally, suffered a backlash and could no longer interfere with their grand ambitions.
"Hahaha, I can almost see success within our reach. As long as we completely rid ourselves of that little serpent and the White Wolf, everything will be ours!"
"With the dragon and wolf battling, we benefit. Henceforth, a unified star system under the Radiant Sun Tribe isn't a bad outcome, and we'll have a long-term base for resources!"
