Zhou Yuan’s voice immediately drew countless shocked gazes as it rang out across the land.

Shock slowly turned into slivers of joy and surprise as the five heavens’ troops expectantly stared at Zhou Yuan. Amidst their despair, Zhou Yuan’s words had undoubtedly given them a sliver of hope.

“Zhou Yuan, what do you mean?” Bai Xiaolu could not help but grab Zhou Yuan’s sleeve, her large, jet-black eyes staring at him like a drowning man grasping at straws.

Guan Qinglong and the others also stared at Zhou Yuan with burning gazes. They subconsciously held their breaths as if afraid that even the tiniest sound would scare away this sliver of hope.

Under their gazes, Zhou Yuan continued to focus on the great array...