Mystic Ice Fairy frowned slightly, her gaze sweeping across the faces of everyone from the Human Realm.
Zhuge Feng's brows were tightly furrowed, his expression grave, as though pondering some thorny problem.
Xiao Yan rubbed his chin, his eyes blazing, the corners of his mouth even curling up slightly.
Wu Wushuang traced through the air with his fingers, muttering under his breath as though calculating something.
Su Ling'er blinked her bright, wide eyes, tilting her head with a serious expression.
The others were also whispering among themselves, but none of their faces bore the resolute determination of making a last stand that she had expected.
Instead, it was as though...
They had encountered some problem that could be solved—or left unsolved?
"Everyone?" Mystic Ice Fairy spoke tentatively, a trace of confusion in her voice.
Zhuge Feng was the first to raise his head. His expression was solemn yet steady as he said, word by word, "Mystic Ice Fairy's analysis is not without merit. It is extremely thorough and clearly organized."
Joy rose in Mystic Ice Fairy's heart. It seemed they were still listening to her and would not walk down a road of no return because of excessive arrogance.
But the next instant, Zhuge Feng abruptly changed tack. "Thirty thousand Celestial Court prodigies are indeed a force capable of crushing everything. That is beyond doubt."
"My view is highly consistent with Mystic Ice Fairy's. Splitting them up is the foremost prerequisite!"
Mystic Ice Fairy nodded slightly. Yes, splitting them up—this was their shared understanding.
"Yes, we have to split them up." Xiao Yan nodded heavily, slamming a fist into his palm with a dull thud. His eyes blazed like fire. "We can't let them gather together. Gathering together makes them too troublesome."
Mystic Ice Fairy's gratified expression stiffened slightly, but