"Who would have thought, on the verge of death, I would see the Barbarian Tribe emerge..."
The armored elder was in tears: "Unable to exterminate the Barbarian Tribe before me, I, Zeng Guang, have brought shame upon my ancestors!"
Xia Yun and Little Shuan were dazed, unable to believe that what the armored elder Zeng Guang said was true.
"The sudden chaos instigated by the Barbarian Tribe in the Upper Realm must have a reason. Mortals pursue power and wealth, while cultivators pursue boundaries and lifespan."
Xu Lai massaged his temples and said, "So, for the Barbarian God to oppose the entire Upper Realm, could it be for a treasure that can extend life or enhance power?"
"..."
The armored elder Zeng Guang looked at Xu Lai in a daze, and after a long while, he said, "Senior, could it be that you are not an Upper Realm cultivator?"
Xu Lai calmly replied, "Old sir, you must be joking. If I were not an Upper Realm cultivator, where else could I be from?"
