Father-Advisor Fan Zeng, who seldom spoke but always struck the mark when he did, was the man whose words carried the greatest weight. A piercing light flashed in his clouded old eyes as he suddenly asked:
"What you honored masters mean is... the best time and place to deal with the Huan Emperor is on the battlefield, correct? Without an army to support you, even True Immortals would find it difficult to deal with him. Is that what you mean?"
"Hmm?!"
The Chu Emperor Xiang Yu's heart tightened. Enlightenment dawned as he looked at Fan Zeng, then at the True Immortals. Even the assembled ministers of Great Chu were quite surprised. None of them had considered this before!
Old Immortal Nanhua, the People's King Huang Tian, and the other True Immortals exchanged glances. Finally, Huang Tian answered frankly, "Correct! Without an army to hold them in check, the mighty forces of Great Huan need only form up. An absolute disparity in numbers means an absolute disparity in overall strength. No matter how many experts, immortals, or gods we send, they would likely never return. The facts have already proven this. It is a lesson written in blood!"
The Western True Gods had twice dispatched four True Gods to surround and kill the Huan Emperor. The Great Huan Dynasty's kingdom ascension ceremony, the Han Kingdom's kingdom ascension ceremony, and other incidents had proven time and again the bloody price of underestimating the Huan Emperor and armies that seemed no more than ants!
Fan Zeng nodded and said slowly, his tone calm, "What you honored masters say is certainly true! However, as far as this old man knows, throughout the ages, there has been no shortage of earth-shaking great adepts who attempted heaven-slaying enlightenment, yet not one succeeded. Those ancient great adepts