Jing Mu didn't blush at all; he just smiled faintly, his gaze revealing a rare sharpness.

At this moment, he looked directly at Zhou Mu and asked, "I ask you, you said you could find a Spirit God Realm expert. Now that the plan has failed, can you find a Sovereign Realm warrior?"

Dominate the realm

This is undoubtedly a fantasy.

According to historical records, even spirits and gods are rare in this vast world, let alone the supreme realm. Legend has it that only the Dragon Emperor has ever reached this realm.

That was a powerful figure who created an entire continent.

Zhou Mu's eyes narrowed slightly.

He understood perfectly well that Jing Mu's words meant to ask him whether his earlier claim of being able to summon a Spirit God-level expert was no longer effective and could not control the situation, and that he could only rely on a Dominator-level expert.

Let's see if he can summon a martial artist at the Dominator Realm. If he can, then there's no need to take the risk.

At this moment, Zhou Mu was also somewhat uncertain.

After all, that damn system might cause some trouble at any time.

Seeing that Zhou Mu did not nod, Jing Mu knew that even Zhou Mu was probably unsure. He looked helplessly at Lord Long Kui and nodded slightly to him.

Seeing this, Long Kui stood up and said softly, "Since there are no objections, let's begin. I'll go and make the preparations now."

I disagree.

Jiang Fengzi was undoubtedly going head-to-head with him.

He stood up abruptly, his expression unchanged.

At the same time, several figures stood up behind him, about twenty or thirty in total. Clearly, these people were either members of the Dragon Clan or forces affiliated with the Dragon Clan.

It was quite a sight all at once.

Long Kui remained unperturbed, calmly glancing at Long Ling, "Aren't you going to do anything about your people?"

Long Ling smiled and didn't take it to heart. "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I'm already old and frail, so I should leave some blessings for future generations. I only have one grandchild, so you can't expect me to lose my lineage, can you?"

Although the last few words were spoken in a calm and understated manner, anyone could hear the underlying threat.

The strong opposition from several people made Jiang Jinyu hesitate.

“However… I would be at ease if Xiao Mu went with him,” Long Ling added.

Then, he glanced at the crowd calmly, a hint of composure in his eyes, and asked, "How is it?"

Zhou Mu had no objections, as he was also very concerned about Jiang Jinyu's safety, but Jing Mu was not happy about it.

So, things stalled again.

The meeting ended on a sour note.

Afterwards, Zhou Mu found Jing Mu, and after explaining his purpose, the latter led him into a private room.

The two sat on the ground, quite at ease.

Jing Mu brought over a cup of tea, piping hot and still steaming. With a gentle wave of his hand, the hot tea cooled down instantly. He then placed it on the table and chuckled, saying, "Top-quality Longjing tea."

Seeing Zhou Mu staring blankly, he continued, "It's brewed with Tianshan ice spring water for a full eighty-one days. I wouldn't even dare to drink it myself."

Zhou Mu glanced at it briefly before looking away. "Uncle Jing, please just say what's on your mind. You know I don't like beating around the bush."

“Alright.” Jing Mu sat down. “Then I’ll be frank. No matter what, I won’t let you in. This plan is just a smokescreen. Our last hope is still with you.”

"I believe that even if you were to face an evil god, you would still be able to summon a warrior of the same level. After all, you were able to summon a Saint King when you were only at the Immortal Realm. Now that you are a Saint King, finding a Sovereign Realm expert would be very easy."

After saying this, Zhou Mu's expression changed instantly.

"You mean to use Jin Yu's life to appease panicked people?"

"Actually, there's also your life." Jing Mu seemed to have come to terms with it at this moment, and suddenly laughed: "Of course, behind him, there are us. If you sacrifice yourself when facing the evil god, then we will sacrifice ourselves with you."

Isn't that obvious?

It sounds grand and righteous, but with Zhou Mu dead, all hope is gone. What power can the Great Thousand World muster to face an evil god like a Sovereign Realm expert? They can only wait to die.

"you……"

For a moment, Zhou Mu was at a loss for words.

"You mean I'm doomed?"

Zhou Mu's complexion was extremely poor.

Jing Mu shook his head slightly: "I hope you can understand one thing. I want you to live more than anyone else, because only in this way can the world have hope, and can billions of living beings have a chance to survive."

They've brought up the whole world and all its billions of living beings, which sounds quite grand and dignified.

This is probably what is meant by the moral high ground.

Zhou Mu suddenly froze.

A complex mix of emotions suddenly welled up inside me.

After a long while, he finally raised his head, a clear look appearing in his eyes, and asked, "Is that really what you think?"

Jing Mu nodded and said calmly, "Of course."

Zhou Mu changed the subject, "In that case, do my words carry particular weight in your eyes?"

"Hmm." Seemingly knowing what Zhou Mu was talking about, Jing Mu nodded vaguely, "However, Jiang Jinyu's matter is an exception. After all, it directly involves billions of living beings in the vast world, and I cannot make a decision on my own."

"Then there's nothing more for us to talk about."

Zhou Mu turned and left, not giving Jing Mu a chance to continue speaking.

After leaving on his own, Jing Mu sat blankly in the dark room, not speaking for a long time. Under the dim light, his gloomy face could be vaguely seen.

"Is this your final choice?"

From the darkness, a voice slowly spoke.

The voice carried a hint of estrangement and unfamiliarity.

Jing Mu forced a smile, his eyes lifeless. All the imposing manner he had displayed when speaking to Zhou Mu had vanished. He resembled a lonely old man sitting alone in a desolate corner.

"What else can we do?" Jing Mu asked dejectedly.

The owner of the voice in the darkness slowly emerged; it was Feng Yu, the Domain King of the Eastern Divine Continent.

He looked at Jing Mu, a strange expression suddenly appearing on his face. "I have a better option. It's up to you whether you accept it or not?"

"explain."

In an instant, Jing Mu's eyes seemed to ignite with flames, but then, a few wisps of dark light flowed out.

"We can also use a painting as a catalyst, just like the extraterrestrial demons..."

Before Feng Yu could finish speaking, Jing Mu shook his head and said, "Didn't I think of that before? It's unrealistic. The difficulties are too great, and there are many other factors involved. With our current strength, it's not easy to achieve."