As the top cultivator on the Gold Rank, Deshawn stepped up to calm down the flustered creatures.
“Our main priority is to find a way to leave this place. As long as we can leave the Sky Islands and pass through the formation, the powerhouses outside will definitely sense what’s going on in the Ancient Realm. Then, we’ll be safe.”
James stepped aside and remained silent, waiting for Deshawn to tell them their next course of action. He had wanted to win over the hearts of the creatures present, but decided to stay his hand for now.
He had already examined the formation long ago. Although it was not an olden formation, it was mysterious and had complicated Formation Inscriptions mixed into it.
James believed that no one here was strong enough to break through the formation. Even the experts from Mount Chaos would need a long while before they could crack it.
James wanted to wait until everybody’s breaking point when they had lost all hope and ideas. As soon as he becomes the Doom Race’s patriarch, he would have the support of the various races present.
“Yeah, we should go with Deshawn’s suggestion.”
“Deshawn is the strongest on the Gold Rank and is well-informed. He must have some idea about the formation here. Surely he’ll break it soon.”
“What do you need from us? Just say the word, Deshawn.”
Many creatures voiced their opinions.
Although James had impressed everyone with his strength just moments ago, Deshawn stood at the top of the Chaos Ranking. Thus, many of them blindly trusted him instead of Wyot.
Many creatures moved over to Deshawn’s side.
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