"Big Dipper is anything but peaceful these days. Several of its holy lands and great sects have been overturned. That Reincarnation Hall really is a piece of work—good at civil wars, useless in foreign ones."
When Duan De saw Xu Yue, he could not help complaining.
As a skilled tomb raider, he had even completed the Heaven Swallowing Devil Pot and had set his sights on the ancestral graves of every major holy land.
He could also be called someone everyone wanted to beat to death.
If he had not retained some skills from his past life, his ashes would have been scattered long ago.
Yet even someone like him felt awful seeing several great sects exterminated on trumped-up charges, only for others to seize their mountain gates afterward.
Especially that Reincarnation Hall, which betrayed its own people and repeatedly switched sides between the ancient races and foreign experts. It even posed as a mediator to "pacify" the human sects, which made it all the more revolting.
But they had the ancient races backing them. When necessary, they could even borrow an Ancient Emperor Weapon. Combined with the Reincarnation Hall's foundation, Ancient Emperor Weapons could produce a terrifying boost in power.
Thus, no one could do anything to them.
Even the ancient races relied on them heavily.
Although their last attempt to besiege the Sacred Body had failed, the Reincarnation Hall had still established its prestige, making the ancient races view them more favorably.
At any time, strength was what gave one the right to speak, and the Reincarnation Hall truly possessed the qualifications to "mediate."
At the very least, those great sects and holy lands without Emperor Weapons really did need to rely on the Reincarnation Hall to some extent.
There were ultimately too few Great Sages and Saints