"What is the purpose of making such a great sacrifice? It is nothing more than to protect a place where everyone can have enough to eat and wear. Now that the extraterrestrial demons have offered to give us only two continents, and by making this decision, we can at least preserve our army of hundreds of thousands."

"So why don't you agree?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the crowd.

Strangely, no one dared to look him in the eye.

"What are you doing...?"

The saying "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down" has always been true.

After saying this, Jiang Fengzi, the patriarch of the dragon clan who had suffered the most severe persecution, finally could not suppress his anger. He slowly stood up, and then his angry gaze fell on Feng Yu.

"You really have it easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. My Dragon Clan has paid a huge price for the Nine Provinces Continent, and you just wipe out the sacrifices made by so many of my Dragon Clan members with a single sentence. Feng Yu, who gave you the audacity?"

Faced with such sharp words, Feng Yu's expression subtly changed, but for a moment, he couldn't think of any rebuttal. Helpless, he could only lower his head and remain silent.

"It's a good thing that everyone has different opinions. It means that everyone is seriously thinking about this issue. If no one can convince anyone else, then we will resort to the oldest method: a secret ballot."

Jing Mu's actions already showed signs of trying to smooth things over.

However, when he spoke these words with righteous indignation, he still garnered the approval of most people.

So, everyone began a secret ballot.

The voting results came out quickly.

There is no doubt that the number of people who support peace talks far exceeds the number of people who support persisting to the end.

To some extent, both sides have their reasons; the other side simply hasn't considered things from the other's perspective.

First of all, as far as peace talks are concerned, there is no doubt that this is the best solution for the current situation of the world.

Continuing the war will only be a waste of resources and manpower. The world has already suffered tremendous losses. If this continues, who knows how many more people will be drawn in, how many will lose their lives, and never see this beautiful world again.

While peace talks might be somewhat humiliating, they could also allow for the recovery of some lost territory, accumulating valuable strength for future revenge in the world.

This is what is meant by enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens.

As for the matter of not negotiating, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be the vote cast by the forces led by the Dragon Clan.

They paid a tremendous price for the safety of the Nine Provinces. Now, the people they wanted to protect at all costs have betrayed them for some personal gain, even pushing them into an abyss of no return. It is truly chilling.

I'm in a dilemma.

Upon seeing this, Jing Mu was unsure whether he should be secretly pleased, but on the surface he maintained a very solemn expression, and then said with a serious face: "The majority of votes are in favor of peace talks, I hereby declare..."

"etc……"

It was Jiang Fengzi who spoke.

At this moment, all eyes turned to it.

Jiang Fengzi sneered and said, "I'm sorry, I disagree. From today onwards, my Dragon Clan will withdraw from the Great Thousand Pavilion. What does the Great Thousand Pavilion's decision have to do with my Dragon Clan? Even after you negotiate, I will never give up until all the lost territories of the Great Thousand World have been recovered."

Even now, the Dragon Clan still has a million soldiers preparing for battle, which is quite a formidable force.

Emperor Qin Yan of the Great Qin Domain also stood up, his face equally grim, though he looked somewhat better. He then said, "Such a decision completely disregards the most fundamental interests of my Great Qin Domain. I will not continue this discussion."

He stood up as well.

Walking to Jiang Fengzi's side, his eyes were sincere. "Brother, I, Qin Yan, am sticking with you. I was wrong before. I hope you will forgive me for the sake of our shared clan."

A rare smile appeared on Jiang Fengzi's face. The two hugged tightly and then strode out.

Completely ignoring Feng Yu's extremely unpleasant expression.

At this moment, the Spirit Emperors who were attached to the Dragon Clan and the Great Qin Domain also left.

The number of people suddenly decreased by a third.

At this moment, Jing Mu quickly turned his gaze to the two spirits.

It is no exaggeration to say that the attitudes of these two deities represent the final answer.

Long Ling left without any surprises.

After all, as the ancestor of the dragon race, he naturally did not want the ancestral land to fall into the hands of extraterrestrial demons. Otherwise, how could he face the ancestors of the dragon race after he went down?

Seeing that her father and ancestor had left, Jiang Jinyu naturally followed suit.

As the place where he was born and raised, he naturally didn't want to give it up so easily.

"You really break my heart..."

Before leaving, Jiang Jinyu, as a junior, took a deep look at the people present, and then left without looking back.

Zhang Ling'er followed Lu Shan.

Seeing this, Jing Mu quickly said, "Lu Shan, Uncle Jing has his reasons for doing this. Besides, this is everyone's idea, and as the head of the Great Thousand Pavilion, I can't go against everyone's wishes."

Lu Shan shook his head calmly, "You have chilled my heart. They were assassins for you in front, but you stabbed them in the back. I think the Great Thousand Pavilion has no reason to exist anymore. It's just a bunch of rabble."

After saying these extremely harsh words, Lu Shan left with Zhang Ling'er.

Now that two spirit gods, three demigods, and twenty or thirty spirit emperors have left, the Great Thousand Pavilion has become much emptier.

Jing Mu's expression was extremely grim. He looked at everyone and asked, "What should we do now?"

Feng Yu, who had been speaking enthusiastically, immediately stood up.

"There are nearly a hundred first-class forces of all sizes in this vast world. Now only three of them have said they're quitting. Why don't we continue? The minority should obey the majority."

“But you must understand that the so-called minority actually represents nearly two-thirds of the power in the world,” Jing Mu said, then let out a slight breath.

"Alright, it's decided then, let's negotiate."

Jing Mu closed his eyes and finally made up his mind.

If this fighting continues, the price the Great Thousand World will pay will undoubtedly be extremely heavy. As the head of the Great Thousand Pavilion, he must take a holistic view and absolutely cannot change his mind for the sake of one person.

"good……"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded somewhat guiltily, their voices unconsciously lowering as if they lacked confidence.

Ultimately, they were merely outsiders, only concerned with protecting their own interests, while the Dragon Clan's Great Qin Domain was suffering a real loss.