Indeed, the mammoths had lost in battle, and they had hardly any bargaining chips to their name.

The golden mammoth sighed. "As the herdleader, I can provisionally agree to your terms, but the ramifications of this agreement are extensive. I'll have to discuss this more with the entire herd before I can accept them in full."

Zhang Lie nodded. "That's acceptable. You must be tired—Sun Xiaowu, will you arrange some accommodations for our guest?"

Sun Xiaowu led the golden mammoth off. Sun Mengmeng stayed behind and asked, "Giving the mammoths a plot of land—"

Zhang Lie nodded. "It's not a problem. Once the eight worlds are merged into one, the draconians' medium-size world will become a large one, and there'll be plenty of space for the...