Yun Xing looked directly at his two elders and made no attempt to hide anything:
"If no restrictions are counted, then there is no question that the sect's strength crowns the world. Of the twenty-two Earth Immortals still on the rolls, at least twelve or thirteen could return in short order. Add in allies from the same Profound Gate, and we would be enough to crush an entire realm. Even if we became enemies with the whole world, so what?
"Yet this contest is not about slaying demons and exterminating devils beyond the domain. The main battlefield is the True Realm, and it cannot possibly be separated from the True Realm. In that case, how many can be crammed into the True Realm?
"Judging from the Battle of Lu Chen, seven Earth Immortals were enough to trigger the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth. How far away, then, is shattering the True Realm? Would it take eight, or nine? And that is without counting the enemy's strength. The forces we can deploy must be cut by at least half. Our advantage... will vanish into thin air.
"What Martial Uncle Xin just said was most reasonable. Back then, the Western Buddhist Kingdom had the Six Paths Samsara to support it, and the Ten Dharma Worlds had only just taken shape. Even so, it barely managed to restrain the chaotic battle of dozens of great Earth Immortals. Yet in the end, it exhausted all the capital accumulated over dozens of calamities and could not even preserve the Six Paths Samsara.
"Now that war has risen again, if the True Realm is truly smashed to pieces, then the billions of demons and devils of the Rakshasa Ghost King and the Blood Prison Ghost Manor will emerge into the world—demons appearing in daylight, a