"This battle has truly been hard on everyone. Take a short rest, then head to the next battlefield and help me seize the central control authority of the Land of No Law. Once I control the core, everything will be easy. With a single thought, the entire Land of No Law will move at my command!" Fan Lang said spiritedly.
Among those present, many were at a higher realm than him, but the greatest winner was destined to be him, a Lower God.
The Land of No Law was immensely powerful and precious. It was not that no one coveted it, but they restrained one another. Aside from Fan Lang, the leading core of the group, no second person could win everyone's support.
Take Tang Ke, for example. If he stepped forward to fight for control, Long Sleep Lord and Ling Susu would definitely step out to stop him.
Unscrupulous Medicine Sovereign was even less worth mentioning. No matter whose turn it was, it would never be his.
Ling Susu had a pure heart and did not contend with the world. She would never fight her Junior Brother for it.
Sword Xiaoyao was Fan Lang's nominal master, so he was even less likely to compete with his disciple.
Long Sleep Lord was constrained by his status and relationship, making it inconvenient for him to act as well.
In the end, it could only benefit Fan Lang. Only he could gain the approval of most people and achieve a delicate balance within this web of relationships.
Fan Lang rested briefly within the barrier alongside the others. Those who needed healing healed, and those who needed to circulate their power did so.
Unscrupulous Medicine Sovereign wore a cold expression as he sat cross-legged alone in a corner. He turned to Fan Lang,