Liu Wuxie's words instantly enraged every divinekin present, including the Divine Son, who radiated intense hostility.

The Divine Race had put in a lot of effort to retrieve the Ancestral Tree's trunk from the Outer Astral Spacetime. More importantly, it had brought tremendous benefits to their entire race.

A divinekin radiating a powerful Quasi-Immortal Realm aura, only one step away from the Immortal Realm, stepped forward. "Liu Wuxie, you have taken it too far!"

"Divine Lord, I hope that you can reconsider this carefully. With my current strength, I can wipe out the entire Divine Race instantly," Liu Wuxie said, leaning back slightly with a faint mocking smile on his lips.

"How dare you?!" The Divine Lord roared. He shot to his feet, releasing boundless murderous intent.

"There's nothing in this world that I wouldn't dare to do. If not for the Divine Son's sake, do you think that any of you would still be alive and talking to me now?" Liu Wuxie sneered.

Back in the Outer Astral Spacetime, the Divine Son had helped him withstand the siege from the Grand Unity Sect and the other forces, and Liu Wuxie had never forgotten that debt. That was also why he had not started a massacre after arriving at the Divine Race.

If he killed every divinekin, he could refine countless Divine Fruits and use them to help him reach the Quasi-Immortal Realm. A man of integrity knew when to act and when to refrain.

He could slaughter all the divinekin if he wished, but where would that leave the Divine Son? Thus, unless necessary, he had no intention of going to war with the Divine Race.

He had made his stance clear from the beginning. He would take the Ancestral Tree's trunk whether they agreed or not. If they accepted, everyone could rejoice and set aside their feud. If they refused, Liu Wuxie would help himself to it. After all, who in the astral domains could stop him?

An overbearing force swept through the main hall and blew away the aura released by the Divine Lord. With his cultivation at the ninth-level Heaven Gaze Realm, even ordinary opponents at the low levels of the Heavenly Immortal Realm wouldn't be able to kill him, much less quasi-immortals.

The main hall sank into deathly silence.

After a few seconds, heavy breathing echoed through the main hall.

"Divine Lord, we request to fight!" The divinekin all dropped to their knees. They would rather die in battle than suffer such humiliation.

The Divine Race had always stood high above other races as the favored children of heaven and earth. Since when did a human get the courage to point fingers at them?

Since ancient times, the Divine Race had held a status above humans, but the situation had now reversed. Although their divine energy could suppress the Human Race, the Ancestral Tree had become their nemesis. As the saying went, all things in the universe sustained and counterbalanced one another.

"I hope you will consider it carefully before waging war," Liu Wuxie warned. He opened Nightmare City and released the two teams on both sides.

The moment the two teams appeared, they unleashed a powerful shockwave that sent the surrounding divinekin flying.

"Q-Quasi-immortals!" All the divinekin lost their composure when they saw two hundred cultivators at the Quasi-Immortal Realm.

They naturally recognized the two teams, who had once appeared when the Grand Unity Sect had launched its attack on True Martial Star. At the time, the two teams had displayed extraordinary combat strength, but they could only face one or two quasi-immortals at best.

But after three months, all two hundred members had advanced to the Quasi-Immortal Realm, which was terrifying beyond belief. The resources required to create so many quasi-immortals were unimaginable.

Liu Wuxie had indeed exhausted all his resources to nurture them. The Heavenly Dao Society had occupied many planets, and its assets were no longer inferior to those of superpowers. The Heavenly Dragon Sect had also contributed countless treasures, and with the Radiant Golden Bull Fruits, Liu Wuxie had finally succeeded.

The Divine Lord slumped weakly into his chair. If Liu Wuxie had come alone, he would have gambled and fought him. But against so many experts, every divinekin's expression twisted. They lost their courage the moment the two teams appeared.

Pain filled the Divine Son's eyes. If he had resolved to kill Liu Wuxie back at the Myriad Race Ceremony, today's scene would not have happened. Yet he also did not know that his act of kindness back then had saved the Divine Race from extinction.

Even if they had attacked Liu Wuxie with all their might during the Myriad Race Ceremony, they might not have been able to kill him. After all, Liu Wuxie still had his trump cards.

Without the Divine Son's act of kindness, Liu Wuxie would not be sitting here negotiating with the Divine Race. Instead, he would have led an army to wipe out the entire Divine Race.

The Ancestral Tree was the Divine Race's natural nemesis, and Liu Wuxie had carefully trained the two teams. He believed those two teams could find a way to counter divine energy.

"Divine Lord, I do not wish to repeat myself. For fairness, you may state one request, and I won't refuse it as long as it's within my means," Liu Wuxie continued. Though he could seize the Ancestral Tree's trunk by force if he wished, he did not do so. If he did, he would only push the Divine Son into the eye of the storm.

The main hall fell silent once more, and no divinekin stepped forward this time. The sight of the two teams had stripped them of all courage.

The stronger side dictated rules, and every divinekin turned to look at the Divine Lord, waiting for his reply. Whether they went to war now depended on the Divine Lord's decision.

As long as the Ancestral Tree existed, neither the Divine Race nor Liu Wuxie could ever resolve their feud. Asking Liu Wuxie to give up the Ancestral Tree was no different from killing him. But if the Divine Race allowed the Ancestral Tree to continue growing, it would ultimately become their nightmare.

Both parties reached a deadlock, with neither willing to back down.

Shi Qian and the others looked excited. Since ancient times, who had ever dared to bargain with the Divine Race in this manner?

Even the Heavenly Dragon Sect could only try to maintain balance with the Divine Race, with neither side interfering with the other. But today, Liu Wuxie had stepped onto the Divine Race's territory and forced them to hand over the Ancestral Tree's trunk, setting a precedent no one had ever accomplished before.

Fighting spirit began blazing through Shi Qian and the two teams. They could hardly restrain their urge to fight. Naturally, they hoped the Divine Race would refuse so that they could begin a massacre without restraint.

The divinekin were more angered by the two teams' fighting spirit. They knew that with a single command from Liu Wuxie, blood would drench the Divine Star.

Immortals would soon return, and Liu Wuxie could not afford to wait any longer. He knew the Divine Race likely had powerful experts in the Skyfall Realm. Once those experts returned, seizing the Ancestral Tree's trunk would become even more difficult.

"Liu Wuxie, I have underestimated you," the Divine Lord said after taking a deep breath to calm his fury. After all, he had not taken Liu Wuxie seriously from the beginning.

Now that he thought about it again, a trace of regret appeared on his face. He knew he should have taken action himself from the very beginning and killed Liu Wuxie.

"Does that mean that the Divine Lord has agreed to the exchange?" Liu Wuxie asked with a faint smile. He knew the Divine Lord had chosen to compromise.

The Divine Lord could not afford to lose, as defeat would mean the extinction of the entire Divine Race.

"I want the complete Great Samsara Mythical Art, an immortal artifact, and five hundred immortal stones," the Divine Lord said after pondering briefly and stating his condition. He had truly asked for an outrageous price, demanding three things in exchange for a single section of the Ancestral Tree's trunk.

The Great Samsara Mythical Art comprehended by the Divine Race was incomplete, and even the Divine Son had failed to manifest the Gate of Samsara.

"Your conditions go too far, and I still have other uses for my immortal stones. You can only pick one of the three conditions you stated," Liu Wuxie replied.

He only had about three hundred immortal stones on him, so he could not take out five hundred. Aside from immortal stones, the Divine Lord could only choose between the Great Samsara Mythical Art and an immortal art.

Those two were roughly at the same level, differing only in their effects. Now it depended on how the Divine Race chose.

"The complete version of the Great Samsara Mythical Art," the Divine Lord said after pondering briefly. With that, both sides reached an agreement.

"Very well. I will pass the Great Samsara Mythical Art to the Divine Race after I collect the Ancestral Tree's trunk," Liu Wuxie replied. Clearly, he did not trust the Divine Race.

"You!" Every divinekin stared at Liu Wuxie furiously. They had never seen someone so shameless before. They had already compromised, yet Liu Wuxie still pushed even further.

"My apologies, but I don't have much trust in the Divine Race," Liu Wuxie said with a shrug. He and the Divine Race wanted each other dead, so there was no need for false courtesy.

The surrounding divinekin gritted their teeth, but they could do nothing about the situation. Many divinekin even stomped their feet in fury, clenching their fists until their nails dug into their flesh.

Without a doubt, this was the most humiliating day of their lives, a disgrace that would follow them for eternity. Yet the divinekin chose silence rather than face Liu Wuxie's overbearing demeanor.

"Take him out!" The Divine Lord did not want to see Liu Wuxie for another moment.

He ordered someone to escort Liu Wuxie out before turning to look at the Divine Son, who understood and opened the gate, letting sunlight into the main hall.

Seeing this, a faint smile rose on Liu Wuxie's lips. This trip to the Divine Race had gone far smoother than he had imagined. His main goal had been to retrieve the Ancestral Tree's trunk. For the time being, he could consider his feud with the Divine Race resolved.

After all, the Divine Race would not dare to act against him for now. As for what would happen in the future, he did not need to worry about that. With a great upheaval in heaven and earth approaching, no one knew what would happen next. Only those who survived would become the greatest winners.

Shi Qian and the others had returned to Nightmare City, while Liu Wuxie left the main hall and walked toward the platform outside.

Once Liu Wuxie departed, the Divine Lord looked exhausted.

"Divine Lord, why didn't we go into war with him?" Many divinekin had not left, and they refused to accept this humiliating compromise.

"War? What are our odds of winning?" the Divine Lord asked, pained, as he looked down at the divinekin below.

"We shouldn't allow Liu Wuxie to succeed even if both sides suffer heavy losses," a divinekin said. They did not fear death because they possessed long lifespans, and experts filled the Divine Star. Why should they fear one person?

"His arrogance won't last long. We will retrieve everything we lost, one piece at a time. Leave now," the Divine Lord said, dismissing everyone. He wanted to be left alone.

The speed at which Liu Wuxie's cultivation rose had overturned everyone's understanding, including the Divine Lord's. They had watched him climb from the first-level to the ninth-level Heaven Gaze Realm in just six months.

The Ancestral Tree's trunk reached three hundred feet in length, yet it was only a segment of the Ancestral Tree. If this had been the main trunk, would it not be at least three hundred thousand feet long?

Liu Wuxie did not dare to imagine how powerful the Ancestral Tree had been back then. He came before the Ancestral Tree's trunk and began forming seals with both hands, conjuring a giant palm in the sky.

His actions instantly alarmed the entire Divine Race, who emerged from their homes and looked toward the platform.