"Hahaha!"
Dongfang laughed with great delight. Usually calm and detached, he had now cast aside all his depth and calculation, laughing aloud to his heart's content.
He was not the only one laughing. There was another person as well. Hidden in the darkness, that person first sat quietly, slowly absorbing the frenzied power of faith and battle beast power that Dongfang had stolen in Yue Yang's name. He gradually digested it, drawing those incomparably vast yet highly compressed energies into his body, transforming them bit by bit into his own divine power.
Unlike Dongfang's hearty laughter, the person in the darkness laughed very softly.
Like ripples spreading across a tranquil lake at night after a Breeze brushed over it.
Not only did he laugh, he also clapped and praised, "Hall Master Dongfang truly deserves to be the foremost strategist of the Central Divine Temple. Such wisdom and ability in controlling the overall situation are truly breathtaking."
"Tian Slaughter God Tu Shi, are you still worried that the fall of the Heaven-Piercing Tower might bring unforeseen changes?" Dongfang regained his usual calmness, his eyes of wisdom as deep as the sea.
"I have decided. I will launch an attack and hasten its ruin." The man in the darkness, Tian Slaughter God Tu Shi, suddenly asked with some curiosity, "Before I launch my assault and wipe out the Heaven-Piercing Tower, could you satisfy my curiosity? I truly want to know—before Yue Titan and his friends and family chose to bear the power of fate, why were you so certain that they would do so? This was no illusion. From the very beginning, you had arranged the final grand scheme. Everything, everything, served this victory. Dongfang, why were you so confident? With your divine power and talent for chess, it should have been