Hearing this, the War Faction led by Blood Heavenly Demon Emperor all looked somewhat grim, cold light flickering in their eyes.
"Hmph! How can anything be accomplished with too many scruples? We of the Saint Clan fear no battle!"
As soon as the words fell, another Heavenly Demon Emperor spoke in a deep voice, his tone filled with worry:
"Black Corpse, Spirit Heaven, and Heaven Slayer have all fallen. The Martial Ancestor's might is now unstoppable. If we do not use every Trump Card and fight with all our strength, are we supposed to wait for the other side to Defeat Us One by One?"
By now, more than one peak Heavenly Demon Emperor had already fallen to the Martial Ancestor, and even Saintly Heavenly Demon Emperor had nearly died with his Dao destroyed. If the Martial Ancestor descended again, among the experts from beyond the Great Thousand World present, who could guarantee they would preserve their life before the Martial Ancestor?
Once these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the Great Hall instantly grew heavier. Only after a long while did a low voice slowly come from within the darkness.
"Even so, it would be best to deliberate at length. If we concentrate all resources and hold fast to the territories we have already occupied, perhaps there may be a turn for the better."
"Otherwise, if our actions alarm the Great Thousand Will and events of ancient times repeat themselves, when Our God has yet to escape his predicament, who will stand against the Transcendent One?"
"To be so hesitant and fearful, to look ahead and behind, is no different from digging one's own grave." In the darkness, another voice sounded again, its tone faint and distant, clearly disagreeing with the act of retreating into a defensive shell.
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