The day the sect was founded.
In the Blood Rock Realm, before the newly built main hall of Thunder Prison.
Mo Yu, who had returned from the Earth Sovereign Secret Treasure, stood with his hands behind his back. Before the main hall stood an enormous square.
Yet this vast square was now covered by a sea of black-clad people.
They stood in remarkably orderly ranks, clearly divided into distinct groups. They were the elites gathered from forces such as the Asura Gate, Blood Shark Tower, and Dao Palace.
From now on, they would form the foundation of Thunder Prison!
Their gazes all converged on Mo Yu, filled with curiosity and reverence.
From the mouths of the leaders of their original forces, everyone knew that from now on, their immediate superior would be this cold and handsome man before them.
Although Mo Yu was completely unfamiliar to them, they all understood that someone capable of unifying the Blood Rock Realm and consolidating six top-tier forces possessed strength far beyond their imagination.
There were even rumors that the Master of the Ice Pavilion had fallen at the hands of this unfamiliar yet powerful Prison Master.
A fierce wind swept past, yet the square remained utterly silent. The leaders of the various forces standing around the outskirts were also as quiet as cicadas in winter, clearly suppressed by this imposing display.
They knew that from this day onward, Thunder Prison would dominate the Blood Rock Realm.
Standing atop the steps, Mo Yu felt those reverent gazes and sighed inwardly. He had never expected that, after arriving in the Great Thousand World for only a year, he would become a powerful leader of a region. Although he had already held great authority for decades on the Dou Qi Continent, facing a new environment and