Melding Completed!

"Master Yan!"

Xiong Wuji stepped forward, leaving cracks on the ground. He raised his voice. "If you did not mean to help the Temple of Immortals, why did you kill your own brother and incite a war between Iron Plateau natives and space residents? Do you know how many people will die, how many towns will be destroyed, and how many refugees will have to flee and live in underground shelters for the rest of their lives once the war begins?"

"Of course, I do. However, as long as my plan is carried out, a war against the space residents is inevitable."

Yan Xibei smiled casually. "Since the war will break out sooner or later, we might just as well fight it in the name of the Temple of Immortals and make everyone else believe that we are cannon fodder that has been fooled.