The Dragon Clan Inner Core
As soon as Jin Shanshan finished speaking, Hong Liuyun and the others quickly chimed in. "That's right, Brother Bi. This matter is no small thing. Shouldn't we discuss it more carefully? This method depends so much on luck. It just doesn't seem very reliable."
At those words, Wang Shu's cheeks flushed involuntarily, and he lowered his head in embarrassment. He knew that, in truth, they simply didn't trust his instincts.
Objectively speaking, his method wasn't particularly sound, so it was only natural that the others doubted it. But the young man was still rather innocent, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Bi Fan smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "It's all right. His method should work. We simply don't have the means to carry it out. In that case, some risk is only to be expected. As long as it can solve our predicament, we should try every possibility."
His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was firm, leaving no room for further doubt or debate. Naturally, the others didn't dare object again.
Wang Shu looked up at him, somewhat dazed. This young man, who didn't seem much older than himself, felt different from everyone he had ever met among the Devil Race.
Bi Fan didn't notice his gaze and simply said softly, "But to avoid any unexpected complications, let me try first."
Tang Yunting smiled and said gently, "Brother Bi, perhaps I'm better suited to a task like testing the waters."
As he spoke, a strand of Soul Power drifted straight out from his Sea of Soul. Its aura carried a hint of wild, fierce dominance, and a sinister, baleful presence seemed to spread through it. It was utterly different from the aura of the Soul Power he cultivated himself.
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