"Can this work?"
"Open the Heavenly Dao Barrier? It sounds simple, but how could it be that easy?"
"The Heavenly Dao Worm will never let us carry out this plan freely. We need to deliberate further."
"Deliberate my ass! They're about to attack!"
"How about using a feint? We send someone to negotiate with them first, then dispatch an elite force to launch a surprise attack on the Immortal Realm Barrier?"
"The Heavenly Dao is watching us. The moment you said that, we lost our chance."
Above the clouds, the human experts, carrying swords and sabers and surrounded by magical treasures, gathered around Jian Wu and argued heatedly.
After Jian Wu revealed her plan, the experts reacted differently.
The Sword God Palace side was filled with hot-blooded swordsmen, and at this moment, they could hardly wait to draw their swords and fight.
The immortals of Spear God Palace argued the most. Some feared that doing this would only hasten their destruction and cost them their last chance at peace talks.
As for the experts of Slaughter God Palace—
They should have been the side most inclined toward peace talks, yet every one of them had reddened eyes.
After just one volley from the Heavenly Dao Fleet, the relatives and friends of the Slaughter God Palace immortals had all suffered losses. Their descendants and people had died and been injured beyond count. They now had only one thought: make Brahma pay in blood and demand justice.
Among the Human Race's Three Immortal Palaces, Slaughter God Palace had originally held the most moderate position. Previously, many immortals had openly or secretly leaned toward "peace among the Eight Immortal Palaces."
Brahma did not care about this.
Or rather, Brahma possessed an arrogance toward living beings that ran in his bones, regardless of race.