Voices rose and fell in the conference room, surging like the tide.
Xiling remained calm as his gaze swept over everyone. "I'll take responsibility."
Those few simple words instantly quieted much of the clamor in the conference room.
But Yu Guanzhi clearly had no intention of letting the matter rest. His brows knitted tightly. "Chairman, this isn't a question of responsibility. It's about the survival of the entire plane."
"It's not that I doubt your strength, but the Abyssal Sage King..."
"General Yu."
A cool voice interrupted Yu Guanzhi. Leng Yaozhu spoke slowly, looking at the commander of the Central Legion. "Since the chairman dares to propose this plan, he naturally has confidence in it."
"As for the Abyssal Sage King's strength..." The corners of Leng Yaozhu's lips lifted into a slight smile. "He is a Plane Master with god-level strength."
"But why do you assume the chairman isn't a god? When the Abyssal Sage King attacked from afar that day, the chairman blocked him with nothing more than a projection."
"For six thousand years, our war with the Abyssal Plane has never ceased, yet we have never had a means of truly killing them."
"On our side, however, some have died and others have been wounded. Over the years, countless people have fallen while resisting the Abyss's invasion."
"Now we have a chance to resolve the threat of the Abyssal Plane once and for all, and perhaps even allow the Douluo Plane to evolve."
"Opportunity and danger go hand in hand. Between us and the Abyssal Plane, one side is destined to perish. This battle was always going to come sooner or later, so why shouldn't we fight it?"
Yu Guanzhi's expression shifted slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie, seated on the