They had done all they could. What remained depended on Ye Lin.
If Ye Lin could truly defeat one of the Eight Suns, then when that time came, the prestige and fortune of both them and the forces behind them would surely soar.
Moreover, within Sacred King City, they would have enough room to gain a foothold.
And the forces they had previously beaten back and offended would not only refrain from causing trouble for them, but would come crawling over, shamelessly begging for forgiveness and asking to merge with them.
This era belonged to the younger generation. The older generation of experts would all retire into the background.
They would hand the entire Star River Cosmos over to the young. They were the main force in the battle for fortune.
A single top-tier prodigy could more or less determine the rise and fall of the force behind them.
They had wagered so heavily on Ye Lin precisely because they hoped he could truly rise, truly make their eyes light up, and truly prove worthy of their continued allegiance.
As long as Ye Lin won, they would be satisfied even if he lacked the qualifications to step into a higher level afterward.
After all, they and the forces behind them had once found it exceedingly difficult merely to establish themselves in the Hundred Cities Alliance, let alone the Thousand Cities Alliance.
The higher one climbed, the more fortune one obtained, and the more smoothly one's faction would develop.
Being able to climb as far as the Thousand Cities Alliance was already immensely satisfying.
As they entered Sacred King City, a long road forged from white jade stretched out before them. Its surface was so clean that it could even reflect everyone's shadows.
On both sides stood rows of shops, as