The Divine King said coldly, upon learning about the Dao Convention, the thought had emerged in his mind, thinking it to be a good opportunity. Even if it failed, it wouldn't matter much to him; the loss could be ignored.
Ying Xiaoxiao bit her lip slightly and said, "What if he is unwilling to agree, if the Source Ancestor offers him greater benefits..."
The Divine King showed a contemplative look in his eyes, then glanced at her, his eyes flickering slightly, and said:
"You said he also cultivates the Extreme Dao. In that case, you may tell him, swearing by your Dao Heart as a guarantee, that all the Extreme Dao Power from this battle, I will gift to him. The more casualties in this war, the greater benefits he will gain!"
"He might even seize this opportunity to step into the Extreme Divine Realm, comparable to my level."
"At the same time..."
