In the Immeasurable Mountains, eight phantoms gathered around a true body.
"Have you decided?" A burly figure clad in blue-violet battle armor looked at Ming Nian, his eyes bright.
"This is my decision. Our defenses will be exceptionally secure. Of course, the more likely outcome is that it will force them to follow suit," Ming Nian replied.
"In that case, I'll follow suit." The burly figure responded in a deep voice.
"The question is whether those two will make the same choice. If they do, a decisive battle will be inevitable," another said.
"They will, but not now," another, somewhat lean figure said. "By making this choice, we've chosen passive defense. Although it eliminates the impact of them breaking through first, it also means surrendering the strategic initiative."
"This decision has its pros and cons! We lose benefits, but gain stability," a figure from the Yanfeng Ancient Kingdom remarked.
"Heh." An Eternal True God from the Thunder Ancient Kingdom chuckled. "I would like to know why His Highness Ming Nian made this choice."
Ming Nian glanced at him lightly, then replied, "No comment."
His assessment of Dongguan's strength and judgment came from his own subjective intuition. If he voiced it and the other party did not believe him, was he supposed to prove it?
Although the forces belonging to the Two Great Ancient Kingdoms had cooperated in sealing off the Divine Mountain, their positions would immediately change once they left the Black Region.
Only that burly figure would likewise be a Chaos Master after leaving, so Ming Nian treated him on relatively equal terms. He had no need to concern himself too much with the other Eternal True Gods.
Of the nine Guardians, only he and that burly figure guarded a mountain alone, and their territories were relatively peaceful. Although