"How so?"
A powerful figure frowned and asked.
"If not for this battle, would we have known how far we stood behind the Chaos Ancient Clan?"
"Only by facing that gap could we keep ourselves on guard. We weren't free of worries, and we had enemies in the Boundary Sea."
"Adversity gave birth to strength; ease and comfort led to death."
"Those who died now would make us more resilient in the days ahead."
"After this battle, I believed the survivors would grow even stronger."
"Without this trial, if we had gone straight to war, even more of us would have died, and we still wouldn't have been able to plug the breach."
"Besides, wasn't our original aim to buy time?"
"Either way, we've achieved it."
Hearing the old man's words, the other powerful figures nodded.
He had a point.
They had set up this Arena to buy time and divert the Chaos Ancient Clan's attention.
After all, without it, they would have faced a full-scale invasion by the Chaos Ferry Ancient Clan.
If the Chaos Ancient Clan had invaded in force, things would certainly have been worse.
Even with the Saints of the Origin Continent in peak condition, they were no match for the Chaos Ancient Clan.
Otherwise, they would have struck long ago.
Why else would they have endured such humiliation?
In the end, the Origin Continent simply lacked the strength to match the Chaos Ancient Clan.
This was already the best outcome.
They had achieved their greatest aim with the fewest casualties.
They had traded space for time.
They had done everything they could.
In other words, the moment the Chaos Ancient Clan agreed to the Arena matches, they had already won. Victory was already theirs.
Because they had achieved their aim.
Winning in the Arena was