Wu Shang's fighting spirit lifted the atmosphere in the ancestral temple somewhat, but Kun Di remained clear-headed.
"Fellow Daoist Wu Shang, the master of the Heavenly Court possesses world-shaking combat power. And according to the latest intelligence we have gathered, Nine Heavens and Ten Lands not only has Ye Xuan, whose strength defies the heavens—there is also that Willow Tree from back then, now displaying unimaginable power. Two peerless powers standing side by side, with the World Tree suppressing the realm's fortune. If we clash with them head-on, our chances of victory remain uncertain. We absolutely cannot act on impulse." Kun Di hurried forward and warned him in a grave tone.
Hearing that Nine Heavens and Ten Lands actually had two experts of such a level, Wu Shang's gaze finally narrowed slightly.
He reined in his earlier arrogance and said in a deep voice, "In your view, then, what should we do? Are we to hand over this territory of eternity just like that?"
"Of course not!" A fierce glint flashed through Kun Di's eyes. He swept his gaze around the great hall before slowly voicing the final decision the kings had deliberated over for so long. "Sitting still and waiting for death can only lead to self-destruction. We must take the initiative and seek outside aid capable of contending with those two. After discussion, we have decided to divide our tasks and make our plans."
Kun Di drew a deep breath and looked at Wu Shang with utmost solemnity. "Fellow Daoist Wu Shang, you will personally guard our ancestral realm. With your invulnerability to all techniques and unmatched battle prowess, along with the ancient artifacts left behind in the ancestral realm, you will be enough to steady our army's morale. The Heavenly Court will not dare lightly provoke a