If the Civil Means Fail, Then Resort to the Military

Seeing Ye Qiu's expression, Ning Fengzhi and the others grew solemn as well. They even sensed a trace of cold Killing Intent from him.

"Uncle Ning, once we get the soul bones, of course we'll make a move. It's just that the timing will need some finesse." A faint, expectant smile hung on Ye Qiu's face as he spoke unhurriedly. "I plan to hit the Clear Sky Sect with something big when they're rescuing Tang Chen, make them and Tang Chen both suffer heavy losses, then bury every high-ranking member of the Clear Sky Sect who goes to save him there! In the end, I even plan to take Tang Chen down too!"

"What?!"

"Wipe out all the Clear Sky Sect's higher-ups?!"

"You even want to take down Tang Chen?!"

"Kid, you're not joking, are you? Why are you suddenly playing this big?"

Sword Douluo and the others were all shaken to the core by Ye Qiu's bold words. That ambition to swallow the world made their expressions change drastically.

It wasn't that they didn't believe Ye Qiu. It was just that, for Ye Qiu, this seemed a little too soon. After all, only two years had passed since the Spirit Master Competition. Even counting to the fullest, Ye Qiu had only been cultivating for eleven years!

Yet now every word out of his mouth was about destroying the number one sect under heaven. He even wanted to plot against the strongest on land among the three great Peerless Douluo.

How could Bone Douluo and the others not pale at the sound of it?

It was truly somewhat insane.

"Of course I'm not joking."

Ye Qiu shook his head, his face full of certainty. To achieve this goal, he even wanted to return to Spirit City and drag that madwoman