After finishing, Luo Xiaowei led everyone away.
Leaving Wuyuan and his lackeys speechless.
What Luo Xiaowei had just said was utterly merciless and left them no room to retort.
The Ice Sword Mercenary Group was already famous throughout the world, and the cultivators' alliance often used them for propaganda, hoping that all humans would learn from the Ice Sword Mercenary Group and fight the Shitian Clan with all their might.
But there was a significant problem: the Ice Sword Mercenary Group was not part of their cultivators' alliance and did not take their orders.
Therefore, no matter how excellent this mercenary group was, it couldn't represent the excellence of their cultivators' alliance. Instead, the cultivators' alliance army, responsible for coordinating the main battlefield, had not yet produced a figurehead like the Ice Sword Mercenary Group.
What they had molded themselves always lacked something, because Luo Xiaowei and his group had earned their fame with their own hands, without any external help.
"They're so arrogant!"
"Just a bunch of Nascent Soul realm juniors, daring to speak to us like this!"
"And they're not even from our world, how dare they put on airs with us!"
"......"
Wuyuan raised his hand to signal them to stop their murmuring.
From the images sent back by others, Wuyuan was well aware of how strong these geniuses were; they completely had the capital to be arrogant beneath Immortal-level powerhouses.
Moreover, setting aside their arrogance, look at the geniuses they nurtured; they had made no significant contributions to humanity, yet they were all with their nostrils in the air, even more arrogant than Luo Xiaowei and his group.
"If what they said is true, then the people behind them definitely possess the power of an Immortal Emperor, and not just any ordinary Immortal Emperor!"
Being able to send people across multiple planes was something even their own Immortal Emperor couldn't do.
Furthermore, the organizations behind them had a grand vision. They intended to use their own strength to increase the combat power of other worlds, and they vowed to completely defeat the Shitian Clan of this world.
What did "completely defeat" mean? It meant that the lands occupied by the Shitian Clan would be completely retaken by them, and these Shitian Clan members would either all be killed or all withdraw.
Achieving this was no easy feat. The two sides had been fighting for over a hundred years. Humanity didn't have the strength to crush them, but if they went all out, with all of humanity fighting desperately, a victory was possible, albeit a pyrrhic one.
This was why the cultivators' alliance's strategy was a long, slow grind; they didn't want victory to be too hard-won, nor did they want to achieve a victory that cost them dearly.
Wuyuan tapped his fingers on the table and continued, "Also... never underestimate them. Each of them, at the Nascent Soul realm, has a combat power on par with yours. This assistance is quite significant for us; these are eleven Mahayana realm battle powers, enough to turn the tide on the battlefield."
A cultivator in the Mahayana realm grumbled, "You think too highly of them. To speak of complete defeat so casually, if it were that easy to defeat them, would we still be fighting for so long?"
"That person named Wang Teng has an extremely heavy aura of killing intent. He has killed more Shitian Clan members than all of you combined. Therefore, I am actually quite curious about them."
"Then how should we arrange it?"
"They want to be saviors, don't they? Then, using the Shitian Clan's transgression as an excuse, we'll directly advance our army and start a large-scale battle. Let's see if these fellows are truly as formidable as they appear."
Ambition flickered in Wuyuan's eyes. Although he managed this cultivators' alliance poorly, it didn't mean he didn't want to achieve something.
If, under his leadership, the humans of this world could reclaim their lands before the Immortal Emperors and Immortal Kings returned, he would definitely be a heroic figure in the entire world, and perhaps even the Immortal Emperors would spread his teachings.
"Prepare to go to war. Inform this Ice Sword Mercenary Group that there's no need to force them. We don't need to concern ourselves with what they do; you just need to do your own job."
.....
A group of people sat around together, discussing matters of this world.
Luo Xiaowei also took out a map, which was divided into two parts by a black line.
The upper part was the area occupied by the Shitian Clan, and the lower part was the human safe zone.
The area controlled by the Shitian Clan occupied one-tenth of the entire continent. Logically, humans should have had an advantage, but being defeated so ignominiously left everyone somewhat speechless.
"What you're seeing should be the state of this world. We've also been on the front lines before, but... to be honest, it might disappoint you a little. The front lines are not necessarily more intense than the guerrilla warfare we used to engage in."
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"It's called the front line, but it's more like a performance for those geniuses. They deploy several times more troops than the Shitian Clan, letting those geniuses command on the battlefield or kill a few Shitian Clan members one realm higher than them, and then they make a grand return, publicizing to the people how they've achieved a great victory."
Qin Xiaoxiao continued Luo Xiaowei's words, "Instead, we mercenaries who fight for points are more desperate in our battles. We've encountered many mercenaries who would kill Shitian Clan members even at the cost of their lives, but such brilliance is never recognized in this world. I feel disheartened for them!"
At this point, Wu Xiaomai and the others became angry.
"Yes, people from our mercenary groups are always treated as dispensable tools by them. If we encounter danger, it's because we're greedy for merit and advance recklessly. Very, very few, almost no mercenary group members have ever received help from the cultivators' alliance."
"Sometimes I don't even know why I'm fighting! If our desperate battles are unknown, or even mocked by people, what's the point of us fighting with all our might?"
Wang Teng fell silent for a moment, and he remembered Su Tianye.
This hero, who ascended on the battlefield and killed four eighth-realm Shitian Clan members in his dying moments, had asked Wang Teng with tears in his eyes at the end, "Will humanity remember my glory?"
Where were so many selfless people in the world?
They weren't afraid of death, but afraid of dying meaninglessly.
Wang Teng said with a grim expression, "This world is sick. If heroes are not remembered, then the race's faith will gradually be lost, leading to selfishness and a loss of spirit!"