Inside the conference room, everyone turned their eyes toward Su Ming.
"I plan to open the Demon Gate within the Space Channel between Douluo Star and the Abyss, draw upon the Demon Plane's power, and stabilize this passage."
The moment Su Ming spoke, the Limit Douluos present erupted into an uproar.
There were more than five Quasi-Gods present.
Yet at this moment, all of them were shocked by Su Ming's idea and loudly declared it impossible.
Su Ming could already anticipate their reactions.
He quietly watched them express shock and opposition before thinking it over and processing it on their own.
Strictly speaking, this meeting was meant to discuss a more complete plan, not whether it should be carried out.
Some people realized this and gradually calmed down. Their expressions shifted repeatedly before they finally looked toward Su Ming.
Cao De Zhi, who had guarded the Abyss for the longest time, spoke first.
"Why?"
He wanted to know why they had to take such a risk.
"Seeking outside aid? That doesn't hold up."
Cao De Zhi said in a deep voice, "Although the Abyssal Sage King is incredibly powerful and the Demon Plane can only cooperate with us, those who are not of our kind are bound to harbor different intentions. Demons that do not belong to Douluo Star will never truly stand with us."
Chen Xin Jie also spoke up. "Bringing in the Demon Plane introduces too many variables."
The others nodded in agreement.
The questions raised by Cao De Zhi and Chen Xin Jie more or less represented everyone's thoughts.
On the contrary, none of them had considered whether they could withstand the impact of opening the Demon Gate.
What a joke.
Ninety percent of the Federation's Limit Douluos were gathered here. Could they not hold back a