After hearing Zuo Xinghai's explanation, Xu Yi finally learned that everyone gathered here belonged to the Tu Hun Alliance.
"Why aren't there any people from the Dong Huang Family?" Xu Yi looked around and sent his thoughts. The people of the Dong Huang Family were all flashy, with distinctive patterns on their clothes. They were easy to recognize at a glance.
Zuo Xinghai sent his thoughts back. "It's perfectly normal that there aren't any people from the Dong Huang Family. What kind of giant clan is the Dong Huang Family? Why would they band together with a ragtag bunch like us? The only powers they consider worthy of their attention are major forces. Even if they band together—no, form an alliance—they'll naturally pick and choose the forces they deem worthy."
While Zuo Xinghai and Xu Yi were exchanging thoughts, this hastily assembled little group, which had been named the Tu Hun Regiment, was officially formed.
There was none of the bickering and buck-passing one might have expected. A leader was chosen with surprising ease: a white-robed middle-aged man named Jiang Dingbian. He was at the full realm and possessed an impressive bearing. Zuo Xinghai explained that his clan had produced many high officials and had been established on Tu Hun Star for three thousand years. Though it could not compare with the Eastern Huang Ancient Clan, it was still a power in its own right, and quite well-known on Tu Hun Star.
At a time like this, when everyone was banding together and choosing a leader, the choice naturally came down to cultivation and influence. Jiang Dingbian was the obvious candidate.
Once he was at the head of the group, Jiang Dingbian wasted no time. He led everyone straight toward the nearest point on the map, delivering his acceptance speech