Fang Chen looked at him. "Please, Senior. I'm listening."
Immortal Emperor Yin-Yang said, one word at a time, "If it can't be done, retreat at once. Don't stay and fight. As long as the green hills remain, there'll be no shortage of firewood."
Fang Chen fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "All right."
Ye Qingci gripped his hand so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
Fang Chen gently patted the back of her hand. He said nothing more.
Great Emperor Huo Li looked at Fang Chen, then sent him a voice transmission. "Fang Chen, I absolutely cannot agree to something this reckless!"
Fang Chen looked at Great Emperor Huo Li and replied through a private transmission. "Senior Huo Li, don't worry. I know what I'm doing!"
"I know you're powerful, but even your strength has limits. Do you truly think you can charge in now and wipe out every devil in that Lair?"
Great Emperor Huo Li's voice echoed through Fang Chen's mind.
Fang Chen froze. He was confident in his strength, but even he could not be sure he could destroy every devil in the Lair.
It was simply too difficult—unless he had time to lay his plans step by step. But he did not want to wait.
When Fang Chen did not answer, Great Emperor Huo Li sent another transmission. "Fang Chen, I know you're anxious, but don't rush. We can take some time to prepare. You could refine some Meteor Tears, for instance, or teach everyone the Floating Immortal Battle Array. With the Meteor Tears and the Floating Immortal Battle Array, the New Alliance's strength is bound to soar in a short time! If you're willing to spend a little longer, you could even build a super Grand Array and use the Formation to refine the