Once Gongyang Ce said this, everyone's gaze turned toward Wang Liyao.
Wang Liyao swept her gaze around the room and said calmly, "Everyone, in the Ancient God Battlefield, do not ever think of soaring to the heavens in a single step. For the entire Immortal Spirit Realm, this is a long-term undertaking."
"My father and the Immortal Committee believe that we should strengthen our defenses against potentially unknown dangers, rather than focus entirely on Overlord Pan before us."
"Unknown dangers?" Gongyang Ce frowned slightly. "Does Patriarch Shouzhe mean that there may be danger beyond the Realm Gate this time?"
"Perhaps there is, perhaps there is not." Wang Liyao's tone sank, her voice exceptionally grave. "But the Devil Race itself is an invasive species from beyond our realm. We cannot guarantee that Overlord Pan has no means of contacting Devil Race forces outside. Nor can we guarantee that, in the depths of despair, Overlord Pan will not resort to unconventional measures."
Anyone who had participated in hunting knew that the more a prey was driven into a corner, the less one could afford to let down one's guard. Much less when facing a mighty race like the Devil Race, one with deep foundations and the ability to wage war across realms. Who knew how many trump cards they still had up their sleeves?
At these words, much of the enthusiasm and joy among the people of Lingyun Dao Palace dissipated at once, and their expressions became especially solemn.
The sense of ease they had developed from gaining some advantages in their recent strategy against the Devil Race vanished completely, replaced once more by a heavy weight.
Gongyang Ce's pupils contracted slightly before relaxing again. He could not help sighing. "When I was young, I always believed that, in terms of strategy