Golden Ao Island, Calamity Aversion Department.
When the disciple spoke the name "Minghe," his voice trembled.
Those two characters seemed to contain some kind of law-defying magic, instantly freezing the air throughout the entire hall.
The astonishment on Daoist Duobao's face had yet to fade, only to be covered by deep wariness.
Zhao Gongming instinctively gripped the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls at his waist, as though the boundless foul aura of the Netherworld Blood Sea had already spread through those two words.
Ancestor Minghe!
He was a supreme powerhouse who had existed since the dawn of creation!
A ruthless figure who commanded four hundred eighty million Blood Gods and was known for the saying: as long as the Sea of Blood did not dry up, Minghe would never die!
A madman who dared challenge Sages and had even attempted to create a new race to attain the Dao!
Why would someone like that...
"Applying for position certification... Asura Sect... sect leader?"
The disciple exhausted all his strength to finish the last few words. He looked utterly drained, cold sweat soaking through his Daoist robe.
The hall was silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Everyone's gaze unconsciously converged upon the young figure seated at the head, still calmly sipping tea.
They wanted to see even the slightest trace of shock on the Dao Protector's face. Even solemnity would have been enough.
Yet there was none.
Chen Changsheng merely blew gently across the steam rising from his tea, his movements completely unhurried.
"Junior Brother!"
Daoist Duobao finally could not hold back any longer. He strode forward, his voice cracking slightly.
"What exactly is Minghe trying to do?!"
"He is clearly here to cause trouble! He's a sect leader—does he need us to certify him?"
Chen Changsheng set down his teacup, raised his