The effect of the duel between Qingyi and Tianyu was immediate, the morale of the alliance troops exploding.
It wasn't every day that they got to see battles at such a high level, and the fact that the alliance risked such great talents demonstrated their strength and confidence to the masses.
Of course, such an explosion of morale didn't spread to the leadership.
No one was happy about Tianyu's death, but there wasn't much they could do.
Tianyu made his choice and paid the consequences.
Now, what they really needed to do was discuss their defence strategy.
"Do you really think it's a good idea to divide our forces?" Biyue asked, looking anxiously at the large map of the Nine Peaks Basin in front of her.
"No," the leader of the divine sword sect said, shaking his head.
"But the moment the demonic army starts moving, the demonic Qi in the dead lands will go crazy, hiding them completely. We won't know where they're going until it's too late."
