"The Dark Moon Empire lost two provinces, but the mission completion rate is still stuck at 5%. That means Yin-Yang balance has nothing to do with whether the Dark Moon Empire loses territory."
"I'm going to take them back and earn some battle merit."
San Hua and Yao Yingqian both frowned slightly but said nothing.
Those who had reached Rank 7 without dying were basically all shrewd veterans.
Naturally, they picked up on some other implications.
Their first reaction was neither agreement nor refusal, but to use their own methods to verify whether Chen Yi was genuine.
After confirming it was really him, they fell silent once more.
After a while, San Hua was the first to break the dead silence. "Yi-ba, cough cough."
Under Chen Yi's increasingly strange gaze, San Hua wiped away a cold sweat. How had he let that slip?
"Do you have a way to hold back Rank 8s? Those guys might enter the fray."
"Though it's a little embarrassing to say, if I ran into a Rank 8, I might not even be able to escape."
"+1."
Chen Yi nodded. "I can stop Rank 8s. You don't need to worry about that."
Even before the Dragon Race incident, Chen Yi already possessed King-level combat power.
He could contend even with Rank 8s.
After his level had increased, raising his Intelligence and Spirit attributes,
Chen Yi conservatively estimated that few among those with King-level combat power could fight him.
Ordinary Rank 8s probably could not either.
Those with Mythical Level Weapons were another matter.
Although he was currently under restrictions and could not display his full strength,
there would still be no problem taking these two and fleeing.
Besides, if necessary, he could simply discard those restrictions.
What state was Chen Yi in right now?
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