Chen Nianzhi made up his mind. He would use himself as bait and deal the Demon Race a devastating blow in one fell swoop.
He turned to the immortals, his expression grave. "We should have enough people. We can contact these trustworthy individuals first."
"Remember, they must be trustworthy."
"We'd rather invite fewer people than invite anyone we can't trust. If word gets out, it could bring disaster instead."
At this, Sun Princess spoke up. "Don't worry. Just as you said, the people I've chosen are bound to us in both glory and ruin. They would never betray us."
The immortals all wore grave expressions.
They understood all too well that if this battle succeeded, they could kill at least one or two Earth Immortal Ancestors of the Demon Race, along with several more who wielded the strength of half-step Earth Immortals.
If successful, this might shift the balance, if only slightly, in the battle for Liu Chuan Hundred Seas.
After all, throughout the entire West Qi Divine Abyss Sea, there were only nearly a thousand Earth Immortal Ancestors entering this tribulation.
Scattered across the thirty-three layers of sea, that came to just over thirty per sea.
Liu Chuan Hundred Seas was one of the tribulation's central theaters, but even here, the two sides together had only a little over a hundred Earth Immortal Ancestors.
Flowing Flame Star Palace accounted for seventeen, the Heavenly Prison Race for more than forty, and all the other Earth Immortals combined numbered only fifty or sixty. Fewer than thirty were from the Demon Race; the rest belonged to the Human and Divine Races.
Under these circumstances, killing one or two Earth Immortals of the Demon Race and several half-step Earth Immortals might truly tip the scales of the battlefield, if only a little.
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