"I can't believe it. The cultivators of the Qinglin Dynasty are a bunch of lunatics, acting as if they were the kings of the world. It's no wonder they're despised."
"Well, there's nothing we can do. They are stronger than us, so we have to swallow our pride for now."
"If I had the power, I would definitely knock Fang Wencheng down and make him lick my shoes. That guy deserves a beating!"
Anger burned in the eyes of the crowd, but they were helpless in the current situation. They could only endure silently because their strength was insufficient.
Some cultivators from medium-sized dynasties started to leave. With their strength, they wouldn't stand a chance against the three major dynasties, let alone a single dynasty. Under Fang Wencheng's dominance, they had no choice but to leave.
As the first group departed, other similarly matched groups also stood up to leave.
Seeing this, the cultivators from the three major dynasties displayed excitement on their faces. This was the power of their alliance! Other cultivators had no choice but to step aside.
Anyone who thought they could take advantage of the situation and snatch away what the three major dynasties wanted was simply delusional.
"The three major dynasties are shameless. What should we do?" Xia Zhiqing's face showed a hint of anxiety. Leaving like this didn't align with their style.
But if they didn't take action, once the cultivators from other dynasties left, the three major dynasties would join forces and turn against them. Their situation would become even worse.
"The ones leaving are just those with weaker strength. There are still many ambitious cultivators who won't be willing to leave," Gong Shaoqing said calmly. The expressions on those cultivators' faces revealed that they had no intention of leaving.
Hearing Gong Shaoqing's words, Xia Zhiqing once again surveyed the surrounding cultivators.
As expected, just as Gong Shaoqing had said, those leaving were teams with significantly weaker strength.
As for the teams with relatively strong cultivators, they remained in place, showing no intention to leave.
"It's better for these people to leave first," Feng Yuruo said with a calm and wise gaze. Bai Lihongzhuang and Mo Yunjue exchanged a glance, both understanding the situation.
It seemed they had the same idea.
"The cultivators leaving now lack determination. Even if we form an alliance with them, it won't be of any help. Their departure would only have a negative impact on morale."
Mo Yunjue's voice remained calm and indifferent. Once an alliance was formed, morale became crucial. If anyone retreated, it would prompt other cultivators to leave as well, resulting in a disorganized army.
They just needed to wait a little longer. Those who stayed behind were the ones with firm determination and sufficient strength.
Only then could they unite and trust each other.
As Mo Yunjue finished speaking, Xia Zhiqing and the others finally understood. Even though the situation had escalated to this point, Bai Lihongzhuang and Mo Yunjue didn't seem to be in a rush. It turned out they had already made their calculations.
With this realization, Xia Zhiqing's previous worries dissipated to some extent. With leaders like Bai Lihongzhuang and Mo Yunjue, there was no need to be overly concerned.
As medium and small-sized dynasty cultivators left, there were still many who remained in place.
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