Within Primordial Hall, Dao rhythms surged mightily, and myriad phenomena unfolded.
Xuanxiao sat upright at the highest seat of the great hall.
On the first tier below him sat Hongjun, Wu, and Houtu.
Below them were the various Sages of the Heavenly, Earthly, and Human Paths.
As everyone entered the hall, they instinctively looked up toward the high seats before bowing in unison with utmost respect.
"Greetings, Dao Venerable! Greetings, esteemed Sages!"
A smile flickered in Xuanxiao's eyes as he slowly nodded. "In this Calamity Cycle, you have all rendered meritorious service in defending our lands. Your performance was excellent."
Though it was merely a simple word of praise, joy welled up in the hearts of every Great Being below.
To receive his personal acknowledgment was the highest honor to them.
But in the next instant, Xuanxiao's tone shifted and grew heavier.
"However, those vile wretches from beyond the domain dared invade across realms, marched upon the Primordial Wilderness, and disrupted the order of Heaven and Earth. This matter cannot simply be let go."
The moment those words fell, the atmosphere in the hall turned solemn.
Although this calamity had been a grand scheme arranged beforehand by Xuanxiao to lure the enemy out, never since the creation of the Primordial Wilderness had an outside force breached its native territory.
To all the races of the Primordial Wilderness, this was an undeniable humiliation.
Everyone had long been holding back a fighting spirit. Hearing that Xuanxiao intended to pursue the matter and strike back, their eyes gleamed as their battle intent surged.
Dijiang stepped forward. Though respectful, he exuded an imposing aura as he requested his orders in a deep voice. "Second Uncle, give the command, and my Witch Clan will brave death without hesitation! So long as you order an expedition