Myriadpath Valley.
Myriadpath Heavenly Star Array!
Ten years later, Myriadpath Valley still had none of its former glory. Instead, undercurrents surged even more fiercely, and every blade of grass and tree seemed to conceal soldiers.
The Myriadpath Heavenly Star Array had already fallen under the control of the three Daoyu families. With nowhere else to go, the more than two million cultivators of Myriadpath Valley could only remain there, watching their words and steps.
More than a million of them were, in truth, already waiting in their hearts for that young man's return!
Even if it took a century or a millennium, they were prepared.
The power of faith had instead fermented ever more fiercely amid silence and oppression, like volcanic magma already churning at the crater. It needed only a spark to blast apart the rocks and let furious flames swallow Myriadpath Valley!
How could the three Daoyu families fail to see such a Myriadpath Valley?
Over the past decade, they had changed their tactics, controlling public opinion in an attempt to suppress the previous incident.
But clearly, the results were poor. No one knew how many people paid lip service while defying them in secret.
"Only the Imperial Star Families are easier to control." Within the Myriadpath Heavenly Star Array, the Sui Shen Clan's Old Saint Ancestor looked at the deathly silent Myriadpath Valley behind him and sighed.
"As long as we hold the Imperial Star Families firmly in our grasp, that is enough! The juniors of those Imperial Star Families are all inside the three great caverns now. They cannot rebel. Those rabble in Myriadpath Valley are fucking useless." Di Yan said indifferently.
"I fear that while those Imperial Star Families may be obedient on the surface, they still harbor resentment in their hearts," the Old Saint