After a fierce round of discussion and debate, most of the sect masters saw that Li Yang was resolute, backed by strength that inspired dread, and ultimately chose to compromise. Though doubts still lingered in their hearts, they also understood that with Li Yang at the helm, the Martial World's transformation had become unstoppable.
However, not long after the New Law was implemented, trouble came one wave after another. A second-rate sect called the Crimson Flame Sect, relying on its remote location and inconvenient transportation, assumed Li Yang would have difficulty overseeing it and secretly resisted the New Law. Not only did they refuse to send their disciples to the Martial Path Research Institute for exchange and study, they also withheld resources that should have been turned over to support martial innovation, and even injured the Martial World Emissary who had come to persuade them.
When Li Yang learned of this, his face darkened, and a chill flashed through his eyes. Without another word, he headed alone for the Crimson Flame Sect. When his figure appeared above the sect like a ghost, the entire sect instantly fell into panic.
"Li... Li Yang, what are you doing here?" The Crimson Flame Sect Master was filled with terror. His voice trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind, and his legs went weak, leaving him barely able to stand.
"You knowingly broke the law and openly resisted the Martial World's New Law, disregarding the future of the Martial World. Today is the day you pay the price for your actions." Li Yang's eyes were icy. Divine power surged around him like a volcano on the verge of eruption, radiating a frightening aura.
The Crimson Flame Sect Master still wanted to put up a desperate struggle, but Li Yang gave him no chance.