Sky-Scraping Tower

The Dayan Empire had enjoyed a reign of over thirteen hundred years.
The Emperor was critically ill, the Crown Prince was regent, local immortal sects were entrenched, and central authorities were vying for power in the chaotic court.
Upon waking,
Xu Yuan saw a dilapidated temple in the mountain rain at night,
saw the eerie, broken-armed stone Buddha,
and,
the mysterious woman by the fire, her face veiled by thin gauze.
...
...
He had become the ultimate villain's third son, of pure heritage and legitimate lineage.
The fake villain, dressed in fine garments and enjoying luxurious feasts, simply waited to be humiliated, while the real villain was caught by the Big Ice Lump and dragged across the world in flight from the start.
Golden finger?
Only a fake villain relied on a golden finger to get rich, a true villain dared to confront a bleak life!
"If Heaven had not birthed me, Xu Changtian, villains would be as eternal as the never-ending night."
"........"
"Father, save me!"

Let Me Explain, Fairy

The Earth Palace Remnants indeed have significant military potential, but that is merely potential.


Zeal and belief might make you stronger in a one-on-one melee, but in large-scale military formation clashes, these qualities untempered could instead become burdens.


Every single soldier of the Black Scale Army has undergone years, or even decades, of tempering; otherwise, even if they could form a military formation, just enduring the battlefields against Dayan's elite armored warriors would become a unilateral slaughter, not to mention a city siege.


Moreover, the time left for the Earth Palace Remnants to train into an army might not be abundant; after all, the remaining lifespan of His Majesty within the palace is likely only a year or two.


As for this issue, Xu Yuan's response was very straightforward,


"This depends on their own capabilities. If they fail, then it is their own fate."


Upon hearing this, Hua Hong gently smiled.


Chapter 542: Expenses_2