Furnace Fortress.
Many people sat in the conference hall, all of them important figures in the Mechanical Empire.
Legion commanders, war kings and war emperors, fleet captains, governors of the major fortresses, and key personnel from intelligence, technology, and logistics had all arrived.
Everyone watched the massive projection screen, which showed the scene of the Heavenly Dao Alliance's assembly.
The Small World floating in the sky, the enormous corpses of exotic beasts, the surging energy of blood and vitality, and the shouts and roars of tens of thousands of people.
Everyone's expressions were exceedingly grave, and an uneasy atmosphere permeated the hall.
Smack!
The projection stopped, freezing on that figure standing in the air. His gaze was distant and majestic, as though cast into the endless void, yet it carried an immense pressure.
It was only a faint sound, yet everyone in the hall trembled slightly, as if startled.
The knuckles of Mu Lei's fingers around his pipe had turned white. The fire in the pipe had long gone out, leaving only cold ash. His hand slowly loosened as he fought to suppress the heaving in his chest.
"What do you all think? How great an impact will the establishment of the Heavenly Dao Alliance have on us? What should we do next? Discuss it."
He tried to keep his tone steady, but a slight tremor still seeped through.
Back then, the Mechanical Empire had been destroyed by the alliance of the Tianli Sword Domain. Now, the Tianli Sword Domain had formed another alliance, and one even more centralized than before.
Yet after roaming the Starsea for ten thousand years, slaughtering countless civilizations as Starsea nomads, the Mechanical Empire might still be immensely powerful, but it was no longer what it had once been.
Moreover, their main legions were still