(I accidentally pulled an all-nighter. A little tired.)
"Do you really not need our help?"
In Lungmen, within the Chief Executive's private reception room, Wei Yenwu looked at Bai Ye as he spoke.
Wei Yenwu naturally knew Bai Ye was powerful, but the opponents he might face this time were clearly no ordinary people. They were genuine gods.
Among them, the one slumbering in Yan's capital was even said to be the oldest and noblest of gods.
It was perfectly normal for Wei Yenwu to be worried.
After all, what Bai Ye was about to do concerned Yan, as well as Wei Yenwu's own future.
It was not entirely unrelated.
Bai Ye smiled and reassured him.
"I've already fought gods twice. The experience I gained from those two battles can definitely be put to use next time, so there's nothing left to worry about."
Of course, although they had been called battles, only the first one had truly been serious.
"Though I can't expect every god I meet in the future to be as easy to talk to as the second one... if possible, I also don't want to rush into a fight every time I encounter them."
Wei Yenwu nodded.
"The one in Yan is indeed rather troublesome. If a real battle breaks out, Yan's entire capital may collapse."
It was not merely a matter of Bai Ye fighting that god.
That god's awakening would trigger a chain reaction among the other exiled gods.
Betrayed by their own kind and hunted by the True Dragons, these gods had been forced to flee their homeland. Their hearts were filled with humiliation and resentment.
When the traitor in the capital awakened and they sensed its aura, the other gods would awaken as well, unleashing towering fury.
Yan itself would not stand