The Unfeeling Immortal Emperor had said nothing. She merely watched Fang Chen in silence, her silver-gray eyes betraying no emotion.
Immortal Emperor Yun Yi sighed deeply, voicing what most of those present felt. "Alliance Leader, your plan is decisive, but one move in this battle will shake everything else. Our preparations are insufficient, and the time is not ripe. If we rush into war, I'm afraid..."
He did not finish, but his meaning was clear.
Fang Chen quietly listened to their objections, his face expressionless.
He interrupted no one. Only after everyone had spoken did he slowly begin.
"You all make good points!"
The hall fell silent.
Fang Chen rose, his gaze passing over every face. "You all agree that the Devil Race's lair is a threat. If we don't eliminate it now, the cost will only be greater once they're ready. As for the World Will and the Devil Race striking back, they'll come sooner or later. If we keep our heads down, will that stop them?"
He paused. His voice remained calm, but it carried an authority that brooked no doubt. "I'm not fighting this battle because I want to. I'm fighting because we have no choice. That terrifying being hidden deep within the mist may still be asleep. Once it wakes, we won't even have a chance to fight!"
Silence returned to the hall.
The others exchanged looks. Some shook their heads, some sighed, and some lowered their heads in thought.
Fang Chen saw their expressions and knew it would not be easy to convince everyone.
But he was in no hurry.
Some battles could not wait until everyone agreed to fight them.
Immortal Emperor Yun Yi sighed deeply. "Alliance Leader, I'm not afraid to fight. But the New Alliance has only just been founded, and the