The Great Thousand World in Uproar

Maha Tian's lips curved upward slightly when he heard Maha Zi's words.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged him!"

Maha Tian said, "So you haven't forgotten, Maha Zi! I thought you would be like the many elders in this hall and forget the important matter I mentioned before entering seclusion!"

"How would I dare?"

Maha Zi hurriedly said respectfully, "Maha Zi has always kept the Clan Head's words firmly in his heart. How could I possibly forget them?"

"Maha Zi's admiration for the Clan Head is like an endless surging river, ceaseless and unbroken; it is also like the flooding Yellow River, impossible to contain once unleashed!"

"Very good!"

"Very good!"

Maha Tian nodded.

He rather enjoyed Maha Zi's shameless flattery.

So what if he had now become a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign? He still could not escape the irresistible appeal of flattery.

"You may withdraw!"

Maha Tian waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Having stepped forward, Maha Zi retreated after hearing Maha Tian's words.

Secretly, he was delighted.

He knew that the Clan Head had thoroughly enjoyed his flattery.

From now on, he would continue to be the Clan Head's trusted confidant and rise to the pinnacle of life.

The other experts of the Maha Ancient Clan were all displeased upon hearing Maha Zi's words.

Of course.

If they had been in Maha Zi's position just now, they would have said the same thing.

It was not because they wanted to flatter Clan Head Maha Tian.

They merely wanted to state a fact.

After sweeping his gaze around the room, Maha Tian said, "Have you all forgotten that I intend to attack the Hall of Souls?"

"Then let me remind you again: I intend to strike the Hall of Souls. Do any of you have objections?"

"Who has an objection?"

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