"Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst."
Xu Changqing lifted his teacup and took a sip before continuing, "No matter how formidable the Nine Extremes Heavenly King is, he is still coming from afar.
When he will arrive, whether he will encounter other troubles along the way, whether he can fight immediately after arriving—none of that is certain.
Meanwhile, Demon God Kong Fang is currently entrenched atop the ruins of Cangwu City, barely ten thousand miles from the Eastern Domain's border.
The Demon Kings and Demon Emperors under him are as numerous as the hairs on an ox, and the Demon Realm can provide reinforcements without end.
Therefore, before the Nine Extremes Heavenly King arrives, we will ultimately have to fight this battle ourselves."
He set down his teacup and raised his eyes. There was no fear or agitation in them, only the calm that had settled after countless calculations of gains and losses.
Qiong fell silent. He knew Xu Changqing was right.
The Nine Extremes Heavenly King's name might frighten off the Outrealm races, but it could not frighten off a Demon God who had already taken root in the Heavenly Origin Realm.
When all was said and done, compared to those alien races still lingering at the edge of the starfields, Kong Fang was the most urgent threat at present.
After a long while, Qiong asked, "What do you need me to do?"
By now, he, the Heavenly Origin Realm, and the Azurewood Sect were bound together.
They would share glory and disgrace alike.
Xu Changqing did not beat around the bush. "At the critical moment, the Three-Eyed Clan's elites must join the battle!"
Qiong did not hesitate. He nodded at once. "Fine. When the great battle begins, not a single elite of the Three-Eyed Clan will be absent."