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More importantly, the native beasts and the War God's trials were not difficult. The real difficulty lay in facing the battle-hungry powerhouses of every faction, including the strongest War Gods of various civilizations and even War Gods returned from Primordial Antiquity. They were the reason this was a nine-in-ten chance of death.
"We'll do our best! With an Otherworlder's Dragon Ring, death isn't the end anyway!"
Ma Chao's expression shifted several times. He sighed inwardly in resignation before finally answering.
Yang Qiu, the last of the Eight Warriors, snorted and interjected, "His Majesty's sacred decree says everyone must win the secret realm's true inheritance through their own ability. So what if he's the eldest prince? Would he dare defy the decree? Your Highness's strength isn't much below his!"
Liang Xing immediately agreed. "Exactly! Our commanders here on Heavenly Mountain are all brave, battle-hardened warriors. Isn't competing for the War God's inheritance precisely why we came? With an inheritance like this, as long as the gap in strength isn't too large, opportunity matters most-not identity or status!"
"Idiots! That may be what they said, but if we run into the eldest prince, can we really ignore him? Our side sent its bravest generals because we're determined to secure the inheritance and can't afford any mistakes. Isn't the eldest prince the main reason?"
Ma Wan rebuked them without courtesy. He had once belonged to the Ma Clan's direct line and understood the hidden workings better. The main family's words sounded fine, but if you took them seriously, your future was finished!
Ma Dai, Marquis of Chencang, shook his