Meng Bai's tone was uncertain. An imperial cauldron breaking, such a thing had never happened before.
Before this, it hadn't even occurred to him that the imperial cauldrons could be damaged.
After all, with the sturdiness of the imperial cauldrons, even first-rank martial artists with heaven-grade weapons couldn't damage them.
"If that's the case, won't the people of the Demon Realm come directly to our Great Xia?" Zhou Shu continued.
Meng Bai frowned. Although such a thing was almost impossible, as a general, he immediately considered how he should respond if it happened.
Countless methods of arranging troops flashed through his mind. Meng Bai finally let out a long sigh.
He realized that no matter how he arranged the troops, there was only one outcome.
Great Xia would disappear from this world.
Not only Great Xia, but all ten nations would probably become history.
