Maybe this time Evan Chu has gained a slight upper hand, securing a small advantage in the first clash—but it’s only a small advantage, nothing more!
You could say that the losses of this so-called vanguard and the fall of two early-stage Holy Emperors barely even sting the Frostbane Dynasty. If Evan Chu orders a counterattack just for this, isn’t that way too arrogant—even reckless to the point of courting death?
"Uh, Senior Brother! Shouldn’t you think twice before acting?"
"Um... Hall Master Chu, we think maybe we should take our time and discuss this carefully? We absolutely can’t let a tiny victory go to our heads!"
Evan Chu heard Violet Thunder and Night Wuming’s words, but just smiled and lifted the corners of his mouth.
"It’s not arrogance—it’s that we have no choice. This is our best opportunity. If we miss it, defeat is guaranteed in the future!"
"No way! Our power is growing insanely fast right now, and with your crazy methods, as long as we have enough energy, can’t we just keep creating more and more strong cultivators?"
Night Wuming didn’t want to take risks, and the Flowing-Light Dynasty’s experts behind him all nodded in agreement.
At this moment, Desmond Mansfield stepped forward to speak: "It’s not as simple as you think. Resources? Forget anything else—just the resources we burned through this time alone, ask yourself, how many years did it take us to save those up? And how much debt did we rack up? We’ve already squeezed out every last drop we possibly could."
Just think about it. For the next thousand years, we won’t be able to accumulate any resources—not even counting what we owe. Just basic war consumption will be hard to maintain. That’s just the small picture; as for the big picture, we have every reason to strike first and counterattack!
Desmond Mansfield learned this news before Evan Chu did, and of course, it was brought by Horace Hong. He never shows up here for no reason—every appearance signals something big.
Evan Chu nodded at Horace Hong, signaling that it was time to reveal the news.
Horace Hong understood, then stepped forward and used secret voice transmission to inform all present leaders at late-stage Saint Venerable peak and above—the commanders, Thrones, and Flowing-Light Dynasty’s Holy Emperors and experts.
"Star-Treasure Pavilion is secretly backing Hall Master Chu. Right now, they’ve already sent experts to successfully intercept Holden Hong’s true body and Holy Emperor Avatar. For the next fifty years, he won’t appear in the Star-River Dominion—but that’s the absolute limit of what they can do."
This news shocked everyone. What was Evan Chu’s connection to Star-Treasure Pavilion? Why would they lend him such overwhelming support? Everyone knows Star-Treasure Pavilion is famous for strict neutrality—no one doubts their strength. Many believe if they ever took action, even the Five Sacred Lands would have to give up a seat!
But now, not only did Star-Treasure Pavilion intervene—they did it in a way that shook everyone to the core.
Some even started guessing: was Evan Chu some hidden son of a Star-Treasure Pavilion powerhouse? But that was quickly denied—everyone knows Evan’s real identity: he’s the Third Person of Frostbane Dynasty’s Trial World.
"Alright, there’s no time for wild guesses now. One simple fact is staring us in the face: with zero resources, we’re already at our absolute manpower peak! In other words, this is the strongest we’ll ever be!
In the future—ten years, fifty years, a hundred years—there won’t be any more reinforcements. No new soldiers, no new cultivation stars, no new Starstones. But Frostbane Dynasty? Who knows how much they’ve got stockpiled. If we keep dragging things out, we’ll just be waiting for Holden Hong’s true body and Holy Emperor Avatar to show up.
So what’s in it for us? Put simply: if we don’t strike first at our peak, are we just going to wait until we’re worn down to nothing and then make a last desperate move?
How you choose is up to you—state your positions. I think my reasoning is clear enough. In short, as Hall Master, I’ve decided we strike first and point our sword straight at Frostbane Dynasty’s base star-region! This is our only chance!"
As soon as Evan Chu finished speaking, Desmond Mansfield immediately spoke up: "I second the motion."
"I second it too." The next to speak was Wan Wujiang from the Flowing-Light Dynasty—aside from Evan Chu and Desmond Mansfield, he understood the situation best.
"I second!" Lance Li and Nathan Yates were Evan Chu’s trusted confidants—of course they wouldn’t waver. Afterward, Liam Savage and the others raised no objections, while Night Wuming and dozens of other experts remained silent.
"Alright, since there are no objections, let’s get ready!"
With a flash, Evan Chu vanished again, leaving the whole mess for Desmond Mansfield to clean up. Desmond was almost ready to curse out loud!
Of course, Evan Chu wasn’t just slacking off—he was racing against time to keep improving his cultivation and battle strength! Even though he’d just reached a new realm, Evan still wasn’t satisfied. After all, with a major counterattack against Frostbane Dynasty looming, how could the supreme commander Hall Master not even have Holy Emperor cultivation? He’d lose all authority!
Even though Evan Chu’s actual combat power was already far above that level, who’d pass up a chance to break through?
Over the past three months, Evan Chu kept channeling new Profound-Meaning Power, helping over 400,000 people break through one after another. He personally witnessed the passage and reversal of tens of thousands of years, and gained plenty of new insights himself.
First, his mastery of Profound-Meaning Power had reached a level of complete ease, and by watching 400,000 people break through in succession, Evan Chu’s understanding of his own power had grown much deeper.