I urge you not to fear the big cannons; a hundred cannons fired, but only a few met death!
I urge you not to fear the burning rockets; all through the night, they only scorched a few miles!
This poem is well written, profound.
Practice in reverse!
The cultivators of the West Barbarian Continent are as numerous as the clouds. How does one stir up trouble while ensuring their own maximum safety?
Yi Chen's choice is to believe that the human heart conceals the world's greatest darkness. With the style of those donkey-horse dregs cultivators in the West Barbarian Continent, he refuses to believe that they are unified.
He has painstakingly played his games for so long, not hoping to simply rely on his own slaughtering of some West Barbarian Continent cultivators and call it a day.
His ultimate goal is to tear apart the alliance between the Ghost Worship Sect and the True Blood Sect, fostering distrust and paranoia within each other.
