Li Qingyun turned the tide against adversity, and the outrageously formidable Dao arts he displayed left Lu Yan, Lang Wanfeng, and the others utterly convinced.
This was the truth that ten thousand words of persuasion were no match for a single fist.
"Fellow Daoist Li's Dao cultivation reaches the cosmos. We are willing to follow wherever you lead..."
In the end, Lu Yan and the others, representing the Second Refugee Legion, all bowed to Li Qingyun, expressing their willingness to risk joining his grand plan of "defying Heaven."
Since they were risking their heads anyway, they might as well choose to stand tall for once.
However, Li Qingyun also knew that if he truly wanted to subdue them, he would have to wait until the Turbid Daoist appeared and wiped out the entire Second Refugee Legion in one stroke.
According to the plan, more than ten days later, the Second Refugee Legion would encounter the same situation as the Third Commoner Legion during one of their routine "field drills."
"This poor Daoist is willing to strive alongside you, Fellow Daoists, and together reclaim the dignity our native Dao should possess..."
Li Qingyun calmly accepted Lu Yan and the others' salute.
Just as he was about to say a few more words, he suddenly gave a soft exclamation.
Buzz!
At that moment, the aura around him surged outward like a raging flood, rising higher and higher as an even more profound and majestic Dao might flooded the entire hall.
Ten Heng Level!
His Native Law Great Dao had already been at the peak of one Heng Level. After gaining the admiration and support of Lu Yan and the other Native Supreme Beings, a strand of "fate" immediately arose within him. With the lightest touch, it effortlessly helped him break through and