Boom!
The words hit like a thunderclap. Everyone stared in stunned disbelief.
Xia Zhiqiu shot to his feet.
"Holy shit! How did we not hear a thing about something this big? The Heavenly Kings really pulled one over on everyone! Talk about getting things done on the quiet!"
Xiao Qiyue's expression shifted. She tugged at Su Ye's sleeve and warned him softly.
"Su Ye, this is top secret. You can't just tell us..."
"It's fine."
Su Ye waved a hand, cutting her off.
"The Heavenly King Hall never intended to keep it secret. They'll announce it soon to boost morale. I'm just telling you ahead of time."
"Now that's what I'm talking about!"
Xia Zhiqiu lit up and slapped the table with a laugh.
"Five of the thirteen Demon Gods are down. That turns the whole war around! And we got three Demon God Cores too, right? If someone refines them, we'll have three more Heavenly Kings on the spot! Forget turning things around—we could crush the Demon Race!"
Mu Wanrou's eyes brightened too. "With strength like that behind us, humanity's foothold in the Divine Realm will finally be secure."
Even Su Xingchen wore a faint smile, clearly heartened by the news.
While everyone was excitedly imagining a counterattack against the Demon Race, Zhang Xuan frowned again. His fingers drummed rapidly on the table, his expression growing graver by the second.
Suddenly, he slammed his palm down and cried out, "This is bad!"
Everyone jumped. Xia Zhiqiu asked, baffled, "What's wrong, Zhang Xuan? Things are going great. What could be bad?"
"That's exactly what's wrong!"
Zhang Xuan's face darkened, and he spoke quickly.
"We can all see humanity has the upper hand now. An old fox like the Destruction Demon God can't have missed it. Yet he launched a surprise