Yu Long Sect.
Heavenly Dragon Peak.
Meeting Hall.
The Great Elder sat at the head of the left-hand row and spoke slowly:
"I called everyone here today to discuss the battle against the Feather Transformation Sect."
"Our sect's spies have now uncovered the whole story. As you all suspected, the Spirit Race lord's actions seemed aimed primarily at the Feather Transformation Sect, but in truth, they were indeed meant to test the strength of our Yu Long Sect."
"Now, they have achieved their goal."
As he spoke, the Great Elder's tone gradually took on a strange note:
"According to the intelligence we've received, the Spirit Race has already sent an envoy to visit our Yu Long Sect, intending to sign an agreement with us and maintain peace for the time being."
"However, the Spirit Race has secretly been mobilizing numerous War Machines. Clearly, they have something big planned."
"We need to prepare early and be ready to deal with a Local War that could break out at any moment."
After saying this, the Great Elder raised a hand and pressed his brow, feeling utterly drained in body and mind.
With the sect master and the True Dragon both incapacitated, all the pressure had fallen on the Elder Council. As the Great Elder, he had borne the brunt of it.
Thus, even though he was a peak Dao Realm powerhouse, his mental and spiritual energy had been greatly depleted.
"I knew those Spirit Race bastards were up to no good! If they want a fight, then we'll give them one!"
The Fourth Elder sprang to his feet, fighting spirit blazing around him. He said:
"In my view, instead of defending passively, we should strike first!"
"Great Elder, please have the Elder Council pass a resolution. Let me gather the sect's experts