A burly middle-aged man whose aura had reached the Ninth Tier leaped directly onto the raised platform in the center of the square and raised his arm, shouting:
"Everyone! Our human race has suddenly gained ten Ninth-Tier powerhouses and twenty Eighth-Tier powerhouses! With such strength, we no longer need to fear the Mutated Beasts! I propose that we gather our forces at once, charge into the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, and reclaim our lost territory! Let those beasts have a taste of our power!"
"Well said! Charge into the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range! Reclaim our lost territory!"
"Let's do it! I've been holding this in for far too long!"
"With so many Ninth-Tier powerhouses holding the fort, what the hell is there to fear!"
For a time, the crowd was fired up, and supporters answered from all sides. These people who had just gained immense power could not wait to rush into the Mutated Beasts' lair, slaughter their way through it, and wash away their humiliation.
The faces of some of the stewards and elders from Peak Martial Arts Hall turned rather ugly at the sight.
They wanted to dissuade them, but these powerhouses who had just emerged from seclusion were full of vigor and refused to listen.
Moreover, many of them were not core members of Peak Martial Arts Hall. They were geniuses selected from the various base cities and did not feel much loyalty toward Peak Martial Arts Hall.
Martial Madman had also just emerged from Peak Tower. With the help of Peak Tower's power, he had successfully broken through to the Seventh Tier. His progress could only be called astonishing.
Yet as he watched those Eighth-Tier and Ninth-Tier powerhouses clamoring to charge into the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, he could not help frowning.
He