Two days later, before dawn.
Before the sun rose and the sky had only just begun to brighten, all the main forces from the academy, military, and temple—a total of over ten thousand people—gathered two kilometers away from the hive.
Other than Fei Yang and Lu Tianming, no one knew why they had assembled here. For a time, many people grumbled in private, but their leaders quickly silenced them.
Wang Xinpeng, Zheng Ziming, and the other temple higher-ups were under the close watch of the academy's senior members. Unable to endure it any longer, Zheng Ziming angrily walked up to Fei Yang and demanded, "What exactly are you planning? If we're attacking, then do it now."
Fei Yang and Lu Tianming were sitting together. Both smiled when they heard this. Fei Yang looked at Zheng Ziming and said, "Don't rush. We'll have news soon."
Lu Tianming said, "Everyone, make your preparations first. There's no need to hurry."
Neither of them explained the reason. Zheng Ziming had no choice but to retreat. Surrounded by both the military and the academy, Wang Xinpeng and his people did not dare to openly turn hostile.
After the temple members left, Fei Yang asked Lu Tianming, "Do you think Lu Yang can succeed?"
Lu Tianming shook his head and said, "I don't know. If he succeeds, I'll definitely recommend that he enter the Bronze Tower to train. He's worth cultivating."
Fei Yang looked somewhat surprised, then nodded. "I just hope he comes back alive. I wonder where he is now."
They had communicators linked to Lu Yang on their arms, but unless Lu Yang contacted them first, they could not reach him. They could only see his location.
Inside the hive, Lu Yang was carefully avoiding wild bees over a meter long as he made