"This will be a primal and tragic war, and we call it 'War of Mortals'."
"War of Mortals..." Ji Che muttered to himself, "The lofty path of Ascension, determined by a group of mortals, how ironic is that."
"I seem to see the mocking expression on Wu Yue God's face."
Ji Che looked up, puzzled, at Cloud Sky Dao: "Sir, I am very puzzled. Why does the Wu Yue God lineage insist on blocking people of the Xuanhuang Realm from ascending?"
"Does he not wish to leave the Xuanhuang Realm, to ascend, is there no possibility of negotiation? Must it only be filled with the lives of people?"
"If negotiation can lessen the deaths, whatever he wants, I can agree!"
Cloud Sky Dao looked at Ji Che and couldn't help but sigh: "You care for the people, sharing the same benevolent heart as His Majesty."
"However, unfortunately, we have tried, but there is no possibility of negotiation with the Wu Yue God."
"Why?" Ji Che was deeply puzzled.
