At this moment, the Ten Thousand Year Supremacies of the large factions all felt somewhat depressed.
All of them were cursing the Demon Venerable in their hearts. F*ck, you clearly said that that Spatial Void Beast wouldn't come out! Now, that old face was being slapped ruthlessly by his own words.
As for the trust between humans? Everyone suddenly realized that the Demon Venerable was not even a human!
If it wasn't even a human, why would there be any talk of trust between humans?
"Lord Demon Venerable, our strength is too weak to be an opponent for this Spatial Void Beast. We'll have to trouble Lord Demon Venerable to deal with it."
"That's right! Lord Demon Venerable, this Spatial Void Beast has immense value, but we do not have the ability to covet it."
All the Ten Thousand Year Supremacies suddenly felt as if they were riding atop a tiger, unable to dismount. It was one thing to pretend just now, but when the real danger came…