The silver-haired old man seemed to have thought of something. Hundreds of years ago, the Ming Dynasty was also full of talents, but because of the handling of this divine realm, there was a talent gap. And now, because of this divine realm, are the contemporary geniuses of the Ming Dynasty really going to die with this divine realm?
"I'm convinced. The genocide chain hasn't loosened much. Even if it appears, we might still have a chance. But everyone present has experienced the cunning of this Human Emperor. Our Ming Dynasty is no longer the Ming Dynasty of the past. Those countries in the Federation will only laugh at us. Therefore, we must not let the things happening on the God-Forsaken Continent go unchecked."
The old man nodded, but still looked at everyone in front of him helplessly.
"I am willing to take action and bear the brunt of the divine domain's backlash. I will dispatch troops to wipe out these remnants."
A middle-aged man on the stage stood up and said, he was tall and strong, looked quite handsome.
"Old Master Zhao is truly great. Since you are willing, our Great Ming Divine Kingdom will definitely not treat your family and your gifted granddaughter unfairly. This time, we will definitely be able to nip this danger in the bud."
The silver-haired old man stood up, and at some point, he picked up two glasses of wine and started drinking with the middle-aged man in front of him.
The scene was quite heroic.
"Sending out a seventh-level peak divine spirit, isn't that too much of a loss?"
Tian had some doubts. As the pinnacle god of the Ming Dynasty, he had to shoulder more responsibilities. The clearance of the divine domain this time was indeed urgent, but those were matters for the younger generation. This old man Zhao was the ancestor of a family and was considered a heavyweight. Sending such a lineup just for the suspected seventh-level country in the God-forsaken Continent was indeed an overreaction.
"Not really, haha, we can't underestimate ordinary humans anymore!"
Mr. Zhao drank another glass and left angrily, obviously having really thought it through.
"It will take some time to force integration, I hope there won't be any trouble!"
The first old man closed his eyes and sighed deeply. These old guys also had to suppress those restless copies and were too busy to handle these things. Only Mr. Zhao, who had just retired, was capable of this task.
"Human Emperor, oh Human Emperor, you old man are really haunting me. If I catch you, I will definitely torture you to death."
Tian slammed the table angrily and then left. This ordinary human was indeed a lingering ghost.
"Alas, when will the Great Ming Divine Kingdom be revived?"
The silver-haired old man sighed and left. He still had to pay attention to the copies under his command and the group of geniuses from the fantasy continent. He had no time to waste here.
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