Yang Chen stared at the direction where the Black Dragon Emperor disappeared, remaining silent for a long time, and his thoughts sank deep into contemplation.
After a while, he recovered and no longer pondered, continuing to cultivate the Tree Technique.
Within half a month, the Demonic Beasts hadn't launched an attack yet, and the humans were still defending themselves as solidly as a golden soup, not planning to take the initiative and launch an attack.
As a result, many low-level martial artists felt restless. When they saw Yang Chen defeating the Demonic Beasts, they believed that they could also achieve the same feat and were eager to fight, their morale swelling to its peak. Yet, the humans didn't show any sign of planning to take the initiative to strike.
Yang Chen was aware that it was not the weakness of the human high-level authorities but a forced choice they had to make.
