"Your proposal is quite good. If a strong cultivator from the Cyan Yang Divine Court were to intervene, it would be as easy as turning one's hand to resolve the matters of the Profound Light Empire!"
The Mad Lion looked approvingly at the other party.
The power of the Profound Light Empire is indeed strong, but openly, it is merely held by a few seven-tier powerhouses.
The only gap between the Blood Lion Clan and the Profound Light Empire is the lack of enough seven-tier practitioners.
Seven-tier practitioners.
For the Blood Lion Clan, they belong to the realm of the supreme, but in the Cyan Yang Divine Court, they are not considered anything special.
After all, among those chatting in the Divine Kingdom group every day, there are quite a few boasting seven or eight-tier titles, and even nine-tier ones appear occasionally.
"However..."
"The current problem is, at what cost can we move the cultivators of the Cyan Yang Divine Court?"
The Mad Lion fell into deep thought.
