Sacred Hall Deliberations, Longevity Dao Rhyme Establishes the Rules

Within the Hongmeng Sacred Hall's council chamber, sandalwood incense curled through the air, refreshing the heart and soothing the spirit. The beams and pillars were all crafted from millennium-old agarwood, engraved with the totems of the ten thousand races. Faint Chaos Dao Rhyme flowed between those totems, calming the mind of anyone who stood within.

Shen Hao sat upright in the seat of honor, dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe. The Longevity Lotus pattern at its hem gleamed brilliantly beneath the candlelight. His gaze slowly swept across those in the hall, a gentle smile upon his face. Elders and generals of the ten thousand races sat on either side below him. Lei Meng, clad in dark armor, sat straight-backed in the foremost seat on the left, with Shi Jian, Qing Yu, and the others seated beside him in turn. In the foremost seat on the right sat the Stone Race's Grand Elder, flanked by elders from the Feather Race, the Flame Mo Race, and other races. Their faces bore solemn expressions, their eyes filled with respect for Shen Hao.

"Everyone, I have gathered you here today because there are several matters concerning the lasting peace and stability of the ten thousand races of Hongmeng that I wish to discuss with you." Shen Hao's voice was mild yet powerful, echoing through the council chamber. "Half a year has passed since the great war ended. The remaining forces of the Dark Universe have been properly settled, and the Hongmeng Great Land has gradually regained its vitality. But if the ten thousand races are to truly live and work in peace, and enjoy lasting stability, we must establish several rules to regulate order and benefit all living beings."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Meng rose to his feet and bowed. "What