In the Void of the First Realm, countless powerhouses sat cross-legged, listening to Zhang Yang expound the Dao.
The weakest of the powerhouses attending the lecture were in the King Dao Realm, while Emperor Realm experts were everywhere.
These were not merely the powerhouses originally from the First Realm, but also experts from the one hundred and sixty-two stars.
Zhang Yang looked at everyone and slowly said, "Only two thousand years remain until Tomb arrives, according to our estimates. Over the past eight thousand years, we have developed with everything we had, and only then did we achieve what we have today.
"But do you think our current strength is enough to deal with Tomb?"
Everyone fell silent.
They had no confidence.
With so many powerhouses present, along with Xuan, Qing, and Shadow, reason said they should have been enough to deal with Tomb.
But the moment they thought of End Realm Earth, no one had any confidence.
The more someone understood the End Realm, the less confidence they had.
For instance, Slaughter had always believed that they were still lacking some strength if they wanted to deal with Tomb.
Zhang Yang did not wait for their answer. He slowly asked, "Just because we have no confidence, does that mean we will not deal with Tomb? Then what were our efforts over the past eight thousand years for?"
Everyone remained silent.
They were merely thinking within their hearts.
They would definitely deal with Tomb. Everyone had worked toward that goal for eight thousand years.
"In my senses, at least a hundred heavens and earths have already perished," Zhang Yang said slowly. "In other words, before End Realm Earth even collides with the First Realm, more than a hundred heavens and earths will already have been devoured by End Realm Earth.