A group of Pilgrims were now unable to restrain the excitement in their hearts, snatching the Immortal Body of the Elder Race was something that Pilgrims had dreamt of for ages. Only, their status did not entitle them to make decisions, each of them watched longingly towards the real decision-maker, Nan Ma.
"Give the order, we should act now," a Pilgrim with a goatee said to Nan Ma, "If we really let the Galactic Emperor's Mechanical Behemoth kill off Sin Species No.1 and its soul dissipates, we won't be able to obtain the Immortal Body."
Without turning his head, Nan Ma said, "Even if you seize Bai Zhongqi's Immortal Body, it won't be yours."
