Everyone looked at Fang Chen. They knew he had made up his mind to attack the Devil Race's lair.
Great Emperor Huo Li still refused to give up. "Fang Chen, the New Alliance was only recently founded, and its strength is growing by the day. I think a little more time would work in our favor!"
Fang Chen slowly shook his head. "Senior Huo Li, I'm afraid the Devil Race's plot might succeed before then. The odds may be ten thousand to one, but that one chance is what worries me!"
Great Emperor Huo Li had a point. Since its founding, the New Alliance had brought together the resources of the entire Ancient Region and was developing at a breathtaking pace.
But Fang Chen did not dare gamble on time.
Great Emperor Huo Li fell silent. Fang Chen's concern was not without reason.
Before they knew the devils were there, they could act as though nothing was wrong. Now that they knew, they could no longer sit by and do nothing.
Immortal Emperor Yun Yi was silent for a long while before speaking. "Since the Alliance Leader has decided, I won't try to dissuade you. But there is one thing I must say first."
Fang Chen looked at him. "Please, Senior."
Immortal Emperor Yun Yi said gravely, "If we lose this battle, the New Alliance will suffer a devastating blow. It may even collapse. Have you considered a way out?"
"I haven't," Fang Chen said. "What we need now is the resolve to stake everything on a single throw. If we leave even a sliver of hope for retreat in our hearts, we won't fight with everything we have!"
The hall fell quiet again.
No one spoke.
It was not because they had been persuaded, but because they knew Fang