Just as Dragon Lord had said, if Lieyang wanted to perfectly refine the power of the sun, he needed Wang Ping's Heaven Stealing Talisman to stabilize his Primordial Spirit Consciousness. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, he could not truly tear all pretenses apart with Wang Ping, nor could he state his position.
Moreover, Di Wen had always been at odds with him. The three hundred years Tiangong had proposed earlier were a buffer period. He could use that time to win Wang Ping's support and set up the cultivation formation near the Sun Garrison.
The plan was incredibly tight, but there was no helping it. Everything had happened too quickly, forcing many of Lieyang's plans forward. At times, he could not help sighing that Wang Ping seemed favored by the Heavenly Dao—good fortune always took care of him at critical moments.
Tiangong was the first to speak, but rather than offering an opinion, he carefully explained the troublesome aspects of dealing with the Chaos Storm and the Demonic Qi world. Even after finishing, he did not state his stance. He swept his gaze around, letting it settle upon the Demon Race's six True Lords. Maintaining his compassionate smile, he asked, "You have dealt with the Rebels for many years. What do you think should be done?"
Zhu Wu had not wanted to offer an opinion on this matter, but Tiangong calling on him by name left him no choice but to speak. He even had to put on a show of serious contemplation, making Bai Yan beside him frown.
"The Rebels have been a problem for a thousand years. Now that they are being surrounded and contained, their likeliest route of expansion is along the Starry Sky Barrier in both directions. Moreover, Gan and Wei cannot possibly act personally in such