After hearing Gu Shenghui's words, Pei Yan nodded to show his understanding, then lazily slumped into the armchair and said with a smile, "I didn't expect it would take half a year to rearrange the venue. This indeed gives us a break."
"A break for us? It's more like a break for the Magic Realm." Gu Shenghui said, then pulled out a betel nut and put it in his mouth to chew. Faced with Pei Yan's confusion, he explained, "Reorganizing the venue is just one factor to extend the waiting time. The real reason is that you guys have completely wiped out the Magic Realm team's efforts, leaving them empty-handed. The Spirit Monster Plane and Hell Plane also suffered varying degrees of losses. On the other hand, not a single elite from the Daoist Plane was harmed. Do you think it's fair to start the individual competition immediately under these circumstances?"
