"Yes." Lin Xiaodao raised his head and said, "Realm King, in the battle of Taixi City, we Swordgod Lin Clan have done everything in our power. For the calamities ahead, we will need you to honor your promise and provide support from powerful cultivators and astral gods. Once the Sun falls, lips gone, teeth turn cold..."
Before Li Tianming could finish, Yidaiyan glanced at him and said, "Enough. No need to stress it further. With foreign enemies at our gates, I know how to tell right from wrong. Whether it is you, me, or Tianming, we all carry feelings for our homeland. With foreign enemies at our gates, we must bare our hearts and guts for one another, never scheme against each other."
"That's good, then." Lin Xiaodao nodded.
"However—" Yidaiyan changed the subject. "If all the astral gods of the Infinitum Mundus were deployed, there would be fewer than six million. Under normal circumstances, three million of those must remain behind to guard their homes and territories. They cannot go to war, much less reinforce the Sun. Do you know why?"
"Of course I do. Because of the Dark Clan. They have weakened considerably, but Shenxi Xingtian, the Bloodvine, and most of the beast tide are still around," Lin Xiaodao said.
"Li Fan has already arrived, which means the powerhouses of Myriadpath Valley and the Supreme Realm cannot be far behind. They may even arrive today or tomorrow. But at the current pace, destroying the ferocious beast wall will take at least several months," Yidaiyan said.
"Right! So?" Lin Xiaodao asked.
"I don't want to quibble over this. Since we are calling this baring our hearts and guts for one another, and since you are straightforward people, I'll speak plainly. At this most urgent time, however much of the