No fourth person knew of the calculations within the office.
As for the outcome, nothing had been completely finalized.
However, one thing was certain: they had already been persuaded by Jia Xu's proposal.
Secondly, Sun Wu had also arrived at a relatively objective assessment of both sides—their own and the Evil God Faction.
The Kingdom of Gods was nothing to fear.
As long as they remained cautious, defeating them later would not be much more difficult than defeating the God Realm.
The advance at the Frontline continued.
For reasons unknown—whether out of fear or something else—the Hall of Gods had actually relocated elsewhere.
Yet, as the saying went, the monk might run, but the temple could not.
The upper region was not as vast and boundless as imagined.
Moreover, no plane that had clashed with the Heavenly Martial Dynasty had ever met a good end.
Xiao Tianyang adhered to the principle of plucking every feather from a passing goose.
In any case, the planes would eventually be Devoured by Douluo Continent.
Since they had already reached their end, why not make use of their remaining value?
They would squeeze the resources out of every plane, making Douluo Continent's foundations even stronger.
Besides, this method would also make the rear more secure.
Thus, the Heavenly Martial Dynasty had few concerns to worry about.
The main forces at the front were responsible for clearing out enemies, while the Defense Legion took on the task of purging the surrounding areas.
Second-line combatants ventured deep into the wilderness, protecting the exploration teams as they searched for resources.
The moment they found a resource site, they immediately began extracting it.
They investigated each area one by one and conducted carpet searches. From the very beginning, the Heavenly Martial Dynasty had never worried that the Hall