1567 I Want Your Lives

Initially, the experts of the primordial races were watching coldly from the sidelines and were waiting for the human race to fight among themselves before looking for an opportunity to kill Desolate Martial.

However, they did not expect that Desolate Martial would intimidate the major sects and factions in the blink of an eye!

"Desolate Martial, don't you humans want to negotiate with our Primordial Six Races?"

Young Master Arcane Ghost suddenly said coldly.

Actually, the Primordial Six Races had no intention of negotiating with humans.

They did not take humans seriously at all!

Dragons did not coexist with snakes.

How could gods negotiate with ants?!

However, at that moment, Young Master Arcane Ghost had a vile intent when he said that!

He wanted to give the cultivators an illusion.