Wang Ye stood at the back, observing the sky.
The Sky race's offense was vastly different from that of the Dark race.
The Dark race attacked like a force of destruction, crushing everything with absolute strength!
However, the Sky Race operated more like a carefully controlled trap.
They first sealed off the Natural Star, then created intense pressure to shake the enemy's morale.
Each step, each layer of the plan, built upon the last!
For the Strength race, who had just finished a fierce battle, the psychological impact was even greater than the physical damage.
At this moment, even the Natural Star had become dark and weak.
It resembled its state before the Spiritual Empress had refined it.
"You're good at putting on a show," Wang Ye thought, understanding the Spiritual Empress's intentions.
She was both clever and ambitious.
