No matter what thoughts they harbored, upon the Hidden Alliance's summons, they had to attend the alliance assembly.
Many people also understood clearly that, by this point, the situation across the Myriad Realms had deteriorated severely. No matter what, the Hidden Alliance had to present a plan.
Especially in recent years, as the Hidden Alliance campaigned east and west, its territory continuously expanding, it was impossible not to draw the attention of other powers. In peaceful times, such a rise would have been utterly impossible. But times were different now; after all, the world was at war.
Not to mention that the Celestial Race was the greatest enemy of all races.
The major powers simply could not spare the effort to deal with the Hidden Alliance's expansion and eastern and western campaigns.
Yet in the eyes of those major powers, while the Hidden Alliance was worth guarding against, it had not reached the point of making them tremble in alarm.
An alliance formed from so many Seal King Factions was inherently unreliable. It was not as though every single one of them harbored ulterior motives, but it was inevitable that some held different ambitions.
After all, it was only temporary, and even carried a trace of coercion. They had joined the Hidden Alliance only under the immense pressure of the Celestial Race.
There had once been a successful example of this—the founding of the Martial Sect. When the Martial Sect was first established, its circumstances might not have been any better, and may even have been worse.
Because at the beginning of the Martial Sect's founding, Emperor Qin had practically carved out his realm single-handedly. The Hidden Alliance, at least, had Hidden Valley as its core. Its conditions were far superior.
But the Martial Sect had succeeded because Emperor Qin