Departure, Ten Thousand Races Youth Tournament!

Yes.

Even Divine Lords of large races like them were still nobodies in the eyes of some people.

A casual sentence could instantly deprive them of everything.

For example, the Human and Demon Spirit Races, or… the Imperial Court Sacred Land.

Soldiers who did not want to be generals were not good soldiers.

At this point, who would want their fate to be controlled by others?

Arkin stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly.

He understood everything very clearly.

"I deliberately let these visitors go to the Sacred Land with another thought… Perhaps we can use the Sacred Land to take back what we lost just now."

"After all, no matter how much they look down on us, they still have to protect us on the surface. Otherwise, it won't just be the Carmen Clan who will be disappointed…"