Jinjiang City had long since become extraordinarily bustling.
With the chaos of the fiends beyond Pan Tai Pass quelled and Jing Province restored to peace, Fang Li and the Dragon Whale Army's higher-ups had all returned to Central Province.
Jing Province could serve as the Dragon Whale Army's foundation, but how to turn all of Central Province into a second Jing Province was what the Dragon Whale Army had to do next.
Ever since the Red Eyebrow Army of Yan Province went to war with Great Yang, more than several dozen experts had come calling over the past few months, with even more still arriving in an endless stream.
Fang Xuan had yet to return, so these supreme figures from various sects could only ask Pei Maoyuan to receive them. As their numbers continued to grow, Pei Maoyuan gradually began to feel the pressure mounting.
At that moment, several dozen figures suddenly appeared in a valley outside Jinjiang City.
Nearly every one of those figures possessed an exceptionally profound aura. Even the weakest among them were Martial Venerable Realm powerhouses. Yet with so many experts gathered here, most of them wore deeply furrowed brows.
That was because most of them did not represent martial sects from Central Province.
Now that the Red Eyebrow Army and the Great Yang Dynasty had gone to war, these martial sects caught in the flames of conflict had no choice but to seek other paths to survival.
Before long, the crowd sensed something and turned their gazes into the distance.
They saw a bold figure striding over. In just a few steps, he had arrived outside the valley, his mighty aura exerting a faint pressure upon them all.
"Alliance Leader Zhao, our respects."
The newcomer was none other than the Martial Forest Alliance's Old Ancestor,