Amid an atmosphere of celebration, Wanze Sect's festivities commenced as scheduled.
The entire city was dressed in a riot of colors, adorned with lanterns and decorations. Red silk hung from every eave, while colorful banners fluttered in the wind.
The square teemed with people, as lively as a boiling sea.
Because Wanze Sect had been waging war with all its strength and seizing considerable territory during this period, its core disciples had been dispatched to guard various locations. For this celebration, they had all gathered together.
Dressed in neat Wanze Sect robes, they stood tall and straight, their gazes resolute. The grand and spectacular scene displayed Wanze Sect's formidable strength in every way.
However, Zhao Yun had not told the disciples that the true purpose of this celebration was to lure out Xuantian Hall's Shadow Assassins lurking in the shadows.
In the disciples' eyes, Wanze Sect had been singing triumphantly all the way forward lately, shattering the threats of several allied factions in succession and spreading its prestige far and wide throughout Dagan.
As Wanze Sect's strength continued to grow, unifying Dagan seemed to be just around the corner.
As far as they were concerned, the Sect Master had gathered everyone to commend the disciples who had performed exceptionally well recently and share in the glory of victory.
Zhao Yun stood before the great hall, his gaze blazing as he swept it across the assembled disciples below, a faint smile on his face.
Though this celebration was meant to lure the snake from its hole, it did not prevent him from using the opportunity to raise morale and unite their hearts.
"Disciples!" Zhao Yun called out loudly, his voice ringing throughout the entire square.
"Today is a day of great joy for Wanze Sect!
"Over this period, Wanze Sect has