Chen Shaohuang said, "Alright, we'll take on the four Upper-Rank Martial Saints, but how do we deal with the remaining neutral Upper-Rank Martial Saints?"
Zhou Leng replied, "They didn't dare join the Demon Worship Sect in the past, and they won't dare oppose us now. I bet at the crucial moment of victory or defeat, they won't interfere. If they do, I'll handle it."
"Are you sure?" Chen Shaohuang asked.
"I'm sure."
"I know you have the Star-slaying Sword, but you're currently Lower-Rank and can't match an Upper-Rank Martial Saint. Moreover, if they escape, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"I'm sure," Zhou Leng said.
The Martial Saints pondered Zhou Leng's trump card.
Huang Xuan Pavilion recalled the legends of the True King Land, vaguely understanding Zhou Leng's trump card.
Chen Shaohuang said, "Since you've said so, if this operation is thwarted by other Upper-Rank Martial Saints leading to failure, you'll bear all responsibility."
"I accept," Zhou Leng replied.
