Hidden Crisis

At the ceremony, Abertanik handed him the wooden staff in his hand. It looked like an ordinary stick, but it actually represented the authority of the Warlock King Tower. Though it appeared to be a casually cut branch, it was in essence a top-tier Magic Item symbolizing the identity of the Warlock King.

The succession ceremony lasted for half a month. During those two weeks, he received the leaders or representatives of the Ancient Covenant Factions one by one.

Whether they acknowledged it or not, his becoming the Warlock King was an established fact. Willing or unwilling, they had to declare their obedience to the Ancient Covenant and accept any formal orders from him.

Most factions recognized him only in accordance with the Ancient Covenant, but some were optimistic about him and wished to build closer ties. Before the ceremony had even ended, more than a dozen factions urgently sent over batches of stunning beauties under the pretext of making them his attendants. Several of them were even Dawn Warlocks.

Lin Xiao accepted them all. It was not that he truly wanted these beauties, but these factions were showing their willingness to draw closer to him, and it was not the right time to refuse them.

Although he did not care much for power, he could not be without obedient subordinates. After all, he intended to take the initiative and lead the various factions in conquering other worlds in the future. Without some compliant underlings, many things would be difficult to accomplish.

When the ceremony ended, the various factions departed one after another. The Old Warlock King would retire into seclusion within the Warlock King Tower until the end of his life.

By his own estimate, Abertanik likely had only a little over a hundred years left to live. For