Choosing My Own Path

Zhou Wen's hair stood on end when he heard that. Such a powerful existence had actually vanished from Earth. It was no wonder the terrifying existences in the dimension were so wary of Earth.

"After the Immortals suffered that heavy blow, the six Holy races were able to rise up and become the rulers of the dimension. Even so, they needed the six races to join forces to suppress the heavily weakened Immortals. After so many years, even if the six Holy races join forces, it will be difficult for them to completely suppress the present-day Immortals. The possibility of them ruling the world again is very high."

Wang Mingyuan paused for a moment before continuing, "The descent of the dimension is inevitable. The various races will seek out their representatives on Earth. The Immortals hope that you can become their representative. If you agree, the matter between Perfect Sword Immortal and Berserker Immortal will be written off."