Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley, Main Peak Hall.
Clouds swirled around the hall, and moonlight fell in ten thousand silken strands. Its floors were paved with Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Tide Jade, its pillars engraved with Dao Patterns. Dao Resonance from countless ages of incense offerings had settled within, lending it a solemn grandeur. This was Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley's most important place for deliberation and teaching.
Now, in the supreme Main Hall where outsiders had scarcely set foot since time immemorial, a blue-robed youth sat firmly in the central seat.
Li Yun sat at ease, one hand resting lightly on the armrest, his expression calm.
On either side of the hall...
Twenty-four Dao Sages sat in two rows, respectful in posture, their auras restrained. It was as if they were the guests and Li Yun was the master of Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley.
An outsider would have found the sight impossible to believe. Even Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley's disciples had never seen anything like it.
Yet to the twenty-four Dao Sage ancestors present, it seemed only natural.
The reason was simple.
The strong commanded respect.
Li Yun had yet to establish his Dao, so in theory he was still only a Saint Emperor. But the strength he had displayed had already won over every one of the twenty-four Dao Sage ancestors.
They had reached a crucial understanding among themselves.
They would spare no effort to befriend Li Yun!
A supreme Saint Emperor who belonged to no faction in the Tianhua Domain yet could cut down a Dao Sage in three strikes deserved every ounce of respect Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley could offer.
And in terms of self-interest, it was a deal they could hardly lose on.
"Fellow Daoist Li, everything is clear now. What happened today was