The kings' council convened beneath Hundred Battles City.
With the Luo Territory Lord absent, the Four Emperors were the true instigators and leaders of this war, holding absolute command.
Heavenly Vulture Emperor, Spirit Eye Emperor, Sleeping Emperor, and Empress Jiu You—all four of their Emperor-rank forces had appeared in succession, sending the already high morale of the Daluo Territory soaring to its peak.
All four emperors and nine kings were present in the military tent.
The Hundred Battles Territory, represented by the Three Sects, had just sent a challenge to the Daluo Territory.
They proposed settling the territorial dispute through a contest.
There would be three matches: an Emperor-rank match, a King Rank match, and a commanders' match.
If the Hundred Battles Territory won, the Daluo Territory would withdraw its troops.
If the Daluo Territory won, the Hundred Battles Territory would cede a thousand cities and a million units of Supreme Spiritual Liquid.
"King Mu, what do you think we should do?"
Heavenly Vulture Emperor suddenly spoke, calling on Mu Chen.
"The situation has changed. We've gone from defense to offense, and the initiative is ours."
"This so-called contest is nothing more than a desperate ploy by the Three Sects to cling to life."
"In my view, when you pull up the grass, you must pull out the roots. We shouldn't accept any damn contest."
"A thousand cities and a million units of Supreme Spiritual Liquid—we can take all of that, and more, once we conquer the entire Hundred Battles Territory."
King Mu cupped his hands and answered without hesitation.
"Well said. We've already reached the Three Sects' doorstep. What's the point of a contest?"
"King Mu is right. No peace talks. Fight—fight the bastards!"
"We won't return until we've breached Hundred Battles City!"
The kings clamored in agreement with