The Might of the Myriad Manifestations Demon Body

"Conquer, conquer, and conquer..."

When Lin Langtian's somewhat cold voice spread through the sky above the city, the clamor across the plaza fell utterly silent.

Countless people looked up, their eyes trembling as they stared at the handsome, slender man dressed in a green shirt.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth seemed to have frozen solid at that moment.

There were more than fifty city lords gathered in this plaza!

As countless people were shaken by Lin Langtian's words, every city lord in the plaza, including Li Chi and the others, wore equally stunned expressions.

For a moment, even Li Chi was at a loss.

He realized that the intimidating display he had arranged seemed to have been completely ignored by the new commander of Silver Mist Palace before him.

After his daze came a surge of fury. Li Chi's face darkened almost instantly.

He stared at Lin Langtian and sneered. "This new commander certainly puts on quite the show. You think a few words are enough to make us kneel, surrender, and sing your song of conquest? Who do you think you are?!"

The faces of several other city lords also showed faint anger, though most of their eyes flickered uncertainly.

Lin Langtian's bearing was simply too overwhelming. He did not seem to be here to win them over at all. That domineering tone—could he truly be so fearless because he had something to rely on?

In the sky, Lin Langtian's expression remained calm. His cold gaze swept across the city lords as he spoke bluntly.

"According to sect regulations, the rights to all cities in this region belonged to Silver Mist Palace in the first place.

Therefore, anyone who refuses to accept this will simply be stripped of their position by Silver Mist Palace. I believe quite a