"No helping it. This is an open scheme."
Chen Feng said with a troubled expression. This was a blatantly open scheme—if they dared set foot on Heaven-Facing Road, they would be giving those people a reason to act.
When the time came, whether in numbers or foundations, they simply could not compete. There was even a great chance that they would be dragged down and crushed.
"I do not know where Young Master's confidence comes from, but regardless of its source, we should trust him. Just wait. Since Young Master says he has a way, then he naturally has his way."
Xia Yu of Divine Mountain, who had remained silent all this time, slowly spoke.
The other three also fell silent upon hearing this. Though they did not know where Ye Lin's confidence came from, instinctively, they could not bring themselves to believe in him.
This was simply too difficult.
After all, those who dared stand in Ye Lin's way were all formidable geniuses. Even if they could not compare to Eight Suns, they would not be far inferior.
Even if Ye Lin could deal with those blocking his path, by the time he reached the end, he would already be an arrow at the end of its flight. What confidence would he have left to challenge the puppet?
For a time, the room fell silent. Time passed swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, the second day arrived.
Ye Lin still sat quietly in the secret chamber, holding a teacup as he watched the rising sun in the distance.
A blazing sun slowly climbed into the sky, its radiance driving away the darkness blanketing the land.
Like a ray of dawn amid the darkness.
Just then, a beam of light shone across heaven and earth in the distance.