Seeing him hesitate in silence, Kunpeng, who had been silently watching from the sidelines, finally spoke.
"I do have a bold, though immature, idea."
Everyone was stunned. Then they all turned to look at him, their hearts filled with doubt. What sort of plan dared to be so presumptuous?
Kunpeng did not hesitate either. With a faint smile, he slowly explained.
"Although the Human Race is protected by two Saints, the Primordial Wilderness is fraught with danger and crises lurk everywhere."
"Those two Saints cannot possibly keep their eyes on the Human Race every moment, never leaving their side, can they?"
"So we might as well act in secret and capture a small number of humans."
"As long as our methods are discreet, even the Saints will find it difficult to notice."
The moment those words fell, the entire hall drew sharp breaths.
The way everyone looked at Kunpeng was now filled with shock and horror.
It was too insane!
Once this idea was exposed, the Heavenly Court would surely be doomed beyond redemption!
No wonder he called it an "immature" suggestion—it was practically dancing on a blade, gambling with life and death!
Dijun's eyes flickered, and his resolve had already begun to waver.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi frowned and poured cold water on the idea. "Your plan rests on the premise that the Saints cannot deduce the workings of Heaven."
"But if a thought crosses their minds, all phenomena will become clear to them. No matter how deeply we hide, there will be nowhere to escape."
Kunpeng had expected his doubts. He chuckled lightly, entirely composed.
"Eastern Emperor, do not forget that we are now in the midst of the chaotic tribulation."
"Not to mention the Saints—even the Dao Ancestor likely has no time to closely investigate the changes in