Immortal Alliance Headquarters.
As a power that had dominated the Biyang Cultivation World for three thousand years, with a system and rule long since ingrained in the hearts of the people, the Immortal Alliance Headquarters was truly spectacular in scale.
Jade pavilions and lofty towers, terraces and kiosks.
Here, Nascent Coagulation, Divine Refining, and even Return to Void cultivators—rare sights in the outside world—could be seen everywhere. Yet now, they had all gathered together without prior arrangement.
At this moment, these great cultivators, normally so lofty and exalted, wore frightened expressions as they stared fixedly at the grand hall where the Great Dao Fusion Cultivators had once secluded themselves. More precisely, they were staring at the figure standing in the center of the hall with his hands behind his back, his gaze surveying the crowd with amused interest.
At that moment, Guangming took the initiative to step forward.
"Greetings, Alliance Leader!"
His booming voice rang in every direction. Though no one recognized Guangming, once someone took the lead, others followed. The scattered cries swiftly swelled into a mighty chorus:
"Greetings, Alliance Leader!"
Lu Yang immediately swept the crowd with his Divine Sense. How many were merely going through the motions, and how many were sincere—all of it entered his view.
However, Lu Yang did not care what opinions the Immortal Alliance had of him. In truth, when the Sacred Sect governed its subordinate sects, it had never cared about their opinions either. After all, the Sacred Sect's ways were known to every household. Making others submit wholeheartedly was not merely hopeless—it was simply impossible.
Moreover, after ruling for so long, the Immortal Alliance naturally had no shortage of diehard loyalists.
Thus, before gathering everyone, he had already carried out a great purge. After all, if you made him uncomfortable, then