Without waiting for Nie Long or the other six dominators to say anything, Nie Lang's face turned cold and he said indifferently, "To be honest, if we weren't afraid of causing misfortune and eventually ending in a situation of mutual destruction, we would have spread this matter long ago! Without the support of those gods, what are you even worth? Just with a few dominators and a handful of senior elders... Can you even break through this world?"
The faces of the seven dominators turned darker, almost pitch black like the bottom of a pot, so dark they almost shone.
