"Launch a war? This is no trifling matter. It needs to be reported to the Human Race's upper echelons and reviewed by the ancestors."
Listening Rain Saint narrowed his eyes.
Launching a war required the approval of the Human Race's high-ranking ancestors. It had to be reported.
After all, every racial war required the full cooperation of the entire Human Race, consuming enormous manpower and resources. No one even knew how many would fall during the war.
It could be said that tugging one hair moved the whole body. Such a large-scale war had not occurred for who knew how many years.
"Then report it. What's the big deal?"
Purple Thunder Saint said coldly, "Hmph, the Demon Race has decided to destroy Thunder City. Why should we give them any face? We must beat the Demon Race until it truly hurts, so they'll understand what restraint means."
"Judging by Fengdu's attitude earlier, he seemed deeply distrustful of Thunder City's Saints. Could he have discovered some problem in Thunder City? Could there be Demon Race spies?"
Listening Rain Saint considered this possibility.
"There are definitely spies. Otherwise, why didn't we receive even the slightest news about something this huge? Some traitor must have helped conceal it. Once this war is over, we must thoroughly purge the traitors. We can't let these turncoats keep living and become worms gnawing away at the Human Race."
Purple Thunder Saint clenched his fists.
"But when would be the best time to launch the war?"
Listening Rain Saint asked.
"One week. At the very least, we need a week to mobilize all our manpower and resources. I doubt the Demon Race can finish all its preparations in that time either. We can completely catch them off guard."
Purple Thunder Saint thought for a moment before immediately