As Xuanming finished speaking, silence fell over Biyou Palace. Everyone, including Sect Leader Tongtian, stared at Xuanming in astonishment.
They were all dumbfounded by his audacious idea!
Take the initiative?
Plunder divinity?
Faced with a world with even more Saints than theirs, this guy wasn't thinking about how to defend themselves. He actually wanted to launch an attack?
But...
Sect Leader Tongtian was tempted!
That's right!
It wasn't just Sect Leader Tongtian. Even the two Hong Juns, who had rushed over after receiving the notice, couldn't help feeling tempted.
What tempted them, though, wasn't the allure of divinity. It was Xuanming's words: Since war was unavoidable, why let it reach the land of the Primordial World? Hadn't the living beings of the Primordial World suffered enough calamities already?
"Indeed!"
Journey to the West Hong Jun sighed deeply, his eyes filled with remorse. "Thanks to Yang Mei, what should have been a proper Investiture of the Gods turned into a catastrophe, with countless casualties... We should do something for them!"
"Agreed!"
Hong Jun nodded as well. Though he hadn't yet experienced the Investiture of the Gods, the earlier calamities of the Dragon-Phoenix and the Lich Tribes had been no less devastating.
Therefore,
As soon as Xuanming finished speaking, the two Hong Juns reached an agreement: They would carry the flames of war into another world!
But that brought up a new problem...
"Who's going? How many?"
Hong Jun's gaze swept over everyone. "We still have to leave people behind to guard the Primordial World, and that fellow Yang Mei is still watching us from the shadows. The slightest misstep could leave us vulnerable to a sneak attack."
"Exactly!"
Journey to the West Hong Jun came back to himself, a flash of resentment passing through his eyes. "Yang Mei's strength is no