Ling Tianyu's gaze radiated a terrifying power. The expert whose collar was grabbed was the nearest, experiencing it most profoundly.
"Now the Wei Dynasty, Tianya Dynasty, and Hong Yan Dynasty are also discussing strategies. You strong ones are still passively accepting the situation, hoping to survive when spirits are lifted. Let me tell you, the imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel," said Ling Tianyu. "I can tell you responsibly, you won't see what you're hoping to see."
"Listen, listen to the explosions outside, and go see how many of your dynasty's citizens have died?"
"If these happen to your descendants, how could you bear it?"
"True Martial Saint, it's easy for you to talk standing there." The strong man whose collar was grabbed looked at Ling Tianyu and said, "The one watching the play is not tired, but the one performing is."
"You don't care because you belong to the Emperor Lineage, no one dares do anything to you."
"But we can't."
