"Everyone."
The crowd perked up, their gazes sharpening.
"I bear an Imperial Edict from our senior," Liu Yuan said, his voice calm and steady.
"He is in seclusion, refining a batch of Cross-Realm Tokens and talismans for the campaign ahead."
A murmur rippled through the crowd.
The cultivators who had recently surrendered from the Ten Great Dao Realms had heard of the terrifying power of the dark-gold talismans wielded by Cang Yu, Liu Yuan, and the others. A single strike could wipe out dozens of opponents at the same level.
And now their senior was going to refine them for everyone here himself?
The news set every heart ablaze.
Even Gan Tian and the other nine realm lords felt their hearts skip a beat.
They exchanged glances and saw the same shock in one another's eyes.
They knew that force alone would not be enough to unite the entire Flowing Light Domain. Its people needed a shared stake in the cause.
This True Lord clearly understood that.
"Refining these Magic Treasures will take our senior some time," Liu Yuan continued. "But that does not mean you have nothing to do in the meantime."
His gaze swept across the assembly, and his voice turned stern.
"I need you to complete the final reorganization before he emerges from seclusion."
"Each of your original Dao Realms will form a division, led jointly by the ten realm lords and my fellow Daoists behind me, including Cang Yu and Mo Yun."
"Reorganize every Hunyuan Infinite Realm and Hunyuan Grand Unity Realm cultivator under your command into teams."
Liu Yuan's voice carried an authority that brooked no argument.
Gan Tian and the others stiffened. They understood.
Their old power structures were to be dismantled, and every force placed firmly under their senior's control.
They had neither