Super War

"I wonder if King Wuhuan realizes by now how serious the influence of Forging the Sacred Court has become. It can no longer be treated as merely..."

Jian Shang had remained silent throughout his long explanation. Dragon Soul's expression darkened, and he asked in a low voice.

"I've never dismissed Forging the Sacred Court as a virtual online game!"

Jian Shang paused, then answered without hesitation.

After all the time Forging the Sacred Court had been running, probably no Otherworlder still regarded it as an online game in the ordinary sense. Otherwise, almost everyone would not have entered it—least of all Jian Shang, who practically treated it as a second life.

As soon as he spoke, Jian Shang realized Dragon Soul had probably mistaken his silence for indifference and thought he had not listened. He smiled and added:

"When someone is speaking, I generally don't interrupt. I'd rather listen properly. Sorry about that."

"Oh! People have different temperaments. That's only natural."

Dragon Soul quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his expression easing as he replied.

According to his faction's intelligence analysts, Jian Shang was indeed a man of few words who valued action over talk. His silence was understandable.

"How does King Wuhuan think the Super War will break out? In what form, and what will trigger it?"

Given Jian Shang's dislike of Otherworlder factions, it was already something that he had explained himself. Dragon Soul wisely let the matter drop and changed the subject.

"The national borders will probably open, turning Forging the Sacred Court into a true Great Thousand World instead of countless isolated regions that can't communicate or travel between one another. As for what will trigger it, I honestly can't guess."

Jian Shang's heart tightened. He thought for a moment before answering slowly.

After triggering the