In their eyes, state-level martial forces were as tiny as ants, beneath notice. They ought to be exploited and plundered, ought to obediently kneel before the Great Dao Prefecture in submission and worship.
Any resistance would lead only to death!
But now...
A state-level martial force, insignificant as an ant, had actually taken the initiative to attack the Great Dao Prefecture and was brazenly seizing Heavenly Talent Disciples within its territory?
This was simply outrageous rebellion!
They were tired of living!
Amid their boundless fury, there was also contempt and disdain.
As though the Divine Sword Sect's actions could at most bloom like an ephemeral flower, soon to melt away.
At the same time.
Within the Great Dao Prefecture, at the Purple Star Holy Land.
The Purple Star Holy Land was a third-rate martial force of the Great Dao Prefecture. Its foundations ran deep, its strength was formidable, and experts filled the holy land like clouds. Heavenly God Realm experts were as common as dogs, Heavenly God Kings roamed everywhere, and Heavenly God Emperor-level experts stood guard.
It was an absolute colossal existence, impossible to shake!
Even among the third-rate martial forces of the Great Dao Prefecture, it was a terrifying existence ranked among the best.
It was no exaggeration to say that if the Purple Star Holy Land casually dispatched a single elder, that elder could annihilate an entire state.
At this moment,
Within the Purple Star Holy Land, in the Purple Star Sacred Hall.
A middle-aged man with a powerful aura, a stern and resolute face, and an overbearing, commanding presence sat upright upon the throne at the head of the hall.
The middle-aged man wore a golden robe. His fingers tapped the armrest of the throne neither hurriedly nor slowly, releasing an indescribable pressure that gave