Not a single person felt that Qin Ye was being an alarmist right now.

Having witnessed the devastation brought about by the thunderstorm earlier, everyone was filled with awe and respect for what lay hidden within these uncharted lands. The conditions of their campaign meeting were as humble as it got, but none of them minded this one bit. In fact, everyone could feel the adrenaline coursing through their veins as they continued to listen to Qin Ye.

After all, trials and tribulations were akin to a rite of passage for all superpowers that have existed since time immemorial. Incidentally, these were also the best times for any nation, when the leaders and subordinates were united in heart and mind as they worked towards the very same goal.

“Perhaps… we can trek through Limbo instead?” Huyan Chijin suggested.

She was of the minority race. Her hair was tied up neatly with pigtails, and she was dressed in a full outfit of leather. She sported a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and a tall figure, all of which made her look like a foreigner. 

That said, she was by no means a weak and frail lady. This was quite apparent from the two long swords that slung over her back.

“I disagree.” Qin Ye immediately frowned, “First, and foremost, quite apart from the goals and outcome of our eastbound expedition, there’s one other thing that we have to do faithfully - and that is to rewrite the entire Annals of Hell including every bit of headway that we’ve made thus far. To my mind, these records are no less important than the goals of our eastbound expedition itself.”

“Corrections - this is an expedition that absolutely must succeed!” Arthis promptly interjected, “Its implications are too far-reaching. We’re talking about the inaugural battle...