The token was ancient and unadorned. Its front bore interwoven patterns of battle-axes and stars, while its back displayed the ancient character "War." It radiated boundless battle intent and vast spatial fluctuations.
It was more than a mere symbol of identity. It was also a powerful secret treasure, containing access to some of the War Alliance's formations and an immense trove of spatial coordinates.
Although the position of elder was technically only an Outer Elder post, this was an elder of the War Alliance. Wherever he went, he would be a major figure. Besides, Jiang Shu wasn't truly a member of the War Alliance, so this was already the highest position they could offer him.
Jiang Shu rose to his feet beneath the profound scrutiny of the War Alliance's venerable elders, the complicated, burning gazes of his peers, and the awe and consideration of the representatives of the various races.
His expression remained calm as he reached out and accepted the token.
It felt warm and smooth in his hand, yet weighed tremendously, as though it bore the entire history of the War Alliance and the hopes of humanity.
"Thank you for this generous gift, Uncle Zhan. I'll do my utmost."
He made no impassioned vow. His tone was steady, yet carried undeniable weight.
Zhan Jiuxiao laughed heartily. "Excellent!"
"Come, everyone, let's drink together!"
"To the War Alliance gaining another pillar that can hold up the sky, and to humanity's fortune flourishing!"
The hall erupted once more in boisterous celebration.
But Jiang Shu keenly sensed that the gazes falling on him had grown more profound.
An Outer Elder post might seem like an honorary position, but one thing was clear: Jiang Shu had never been a member of the War Alliance.
This identity and status meant the War Alliance would