Perhaps those ants from the mainline Human Race over there can be repurposed.
Amidst the surging thoughts in his heart, the idea Lin Ping'an had of setting out immediately to annihilate these ant-like beings quietly dissipated.
Meanwhile, another thought quietly took precedence.
That is to use these strong individuals from the noble sects of the mainline Human Race as the second trial content.
As for how many casualties the fierce battles among the martial artists in this process will bring, he didn't care in the slightest.
On the path to pursuing the ultimate strength, every hesitation and retreat could lead to irreversible disaster, this is a cruel yet true law—advance or retreat.
What's more, martial artists contend, contending with the heavens, with the earth, and with others.
For hundreds of years, hasn't Great Xia always instilled this mindset in all martial arts practitioners!
Now, it fits perfectly.
Furthermore, Lin Ping'an was never a babysitter for Great Xia.
