After returning to Divine Wind Island from Tianxing City, Chen Ming immediately summoned the Four Chiefs and Wan Yao'er and gave them a detailed account of the information he had gathered in Tianxing City.
The news that the Star Palace was about to move against the Corpse Refining Sect left everyone present looking grave. Divine Wind Island lay in the Eastern Suburb Sea, some distance from the main battlefield in the Southwestern Sea, but once the two powers went to all-out war, the Chaotic Star Sea would inevitably be thrown into turmoil. When that happened, minor powers like Divine Wind Island would either have to attach themselves to one side for protection or be crushed to pieces by the chaos.
"What do we do if the Corpse Refining Sect sends people again?" Zhao Tie Zhu was the first to ask, his voice heavy with worry.
Chen Ming fell silent for a moment before saying slowly, "Stall. For as long as we can. With the Star Palace about to strike, the Corpse Refining Sect will have its hands full. They probably won't have time for us in the short term. Once the fighting really starts and the situation becomes clearer, we'll decide which side to take."
Wan Yao'er nodded in agreement. "We certainly shouldn't act rashly right now. But we also need to prepare for both outcomes. Whether the Star Palace or the Corpse Refining Sect wins, we need a way to respond."
"That's why we need to grow stronger." Chen Ming looked around at them, his voice firm. "Not just our higher-level fighters. We need to improve the strength of everyone on Divine Wind Island. Otherwise, even if we choose the right side, without enough strength, we'll be nothing but cannon fodder in the eyes of the major powers."
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