Inside the Tiance Hall.
Everyone watched Xiao Yi sitting cross-legged at the center of the hall, their expressions tense.
The declaration of war has already been sent out.
They are now waiting for the Martial Clan's response.
If they accept the challenge, there remains a slim chance of victory.
But if the Martial Clan refuses the challenge and decides to attack collectively, launching an all-out war...
They will have no choice but to fight to the death.
But this battle...
Almost no chance of winning!
Fang Qingyun looked worried, shifting in his seat so the small stool beneath him creaked, then glanced at Fang Tianmiao beside him and whispered, "Tianmiao, do you think the Martial Clan will accept the challenge?"
"Shouldn't be a problem!" Fang Tianmiao was uncertain.
"I believe they will accept the challenge!"
