No faction dared to take this matter lightly; all of them had roused their fighting spirit. After all, in this battlefield region, no one wished to live beneath another's heel, nor did anyone wish to be mocked as weak.
Everyone fought and slew on the battlefield, facing the foreign races. If they still fell behind others in such a contest, it would naturally mean utter disgrace.
If there was one faction utterly devoid of fighting spirit, it was probably the Profound Dao Sect.
Yang Chen looked at the fervor swelling among the other factions, then at the fighting spirit being forced up on his own side, and felt a genuine headache coming on.
Speaking of which, now that the plan had reached this stage, it was already flawless. They simply did not know when the foreign races would launch their attack.
And truthfully, it would have been impossible for him not to feel uneasy.
After all, this plan had begun because of him. If anything truly went wrong, he would bear full responsibility. No one knew whether some unforeseen twist might arise, or whether the foreign races might fail to show up.
The plan was set for today!
Most people remained in the dark. Only the peak Enlightenment Stage experts knew of these matters.
At that thought, Yang Chen drew a deep breath and inwardly marveled at the power of these Daoist experts. Things had clearly reached such a critical point, yet these people's expressions had not changed in the slightest. Judging from their faces alone, there was not a trace of gravity to be seen; they were still smiling pleasantly. It was truly hard not to admire them.
Who knew how these experts had arranged everything? Yang Chen shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it. He would