"We naturally understand the art of war, but the situation is different now. They are Star Lords, after all. If we cannot crush them in one stroke, there will be endless trouble later!" Sha Yun and the others made their stance very clear. Though their status had risen greatly, they could ultimately only be spectators in this battle, unable to interfere with its course.
They were anxious at such a turn of events, but aside from complaining, nothing else would help. Fortunately, they also knew that the six Star Lords possessed extraordinary abilities. Though Qiu Yan, this unexpected reinforcements, appeared to have seized control of the situation, his realm was only on par with the six gods. If he truly took them down in one fell swoop, these martial gods would find it hard to believe.
Still, only things that had yet to happen could give people hope—and leave them with regret.
However, the man in the blue robes kept a clear head. Hearing this, he shook his head. "The abilities of Star Lords are inherently unfathomable. If they are truly driven into a corner, they will surely smash their cauldrons and sink their boats. Who knows what Divine Abilities they might unleash then? Better to let them see a sliver of hope, wearing down their will to fight so they will not battle to the death. As for what comes afterward, I imagine that Star Lord must have further arrangements."
As he spoke, the man in blue glanced around. This stretch of starry sky was now a complete mess, filled with scattered remnants of Divine Abilities from the battle. They would not dissipate easily for a very long time—perhaps even centuries. Yet such matters were naturally not within the blue-robed man's considerations. What concerned him was how to reasonably