"Not bad, Star Hall, Heavenly Sword Sect, Myriad Law Gate, and Netherworld Cult."
"These four so-called overlords of the Central Region have joined forces."
"They have spread rumors, smeared our sect's good name, and painted us as a Devil Dao sect."
"They have also mobilized a great army, preparing to flatten our Chaos Sacred Sect with the force of thunder."
"Clearly, they want our lives. They want to suppress us just as they did hundreds of thousands of years ago."
Yang Lingtian's words shook everyone to the core, filling them with fury toward the Four Great Powers.
Yet even as they burned with anger, everyone still felt an immense pressure.
Those were the Four Great Powers—the colossal forces that had occupied the East Continent Central Region for a million years.
Once they joined forces, their strength was enough to overturn the entire East Continent.
"Sect Master, what should we do?"
One elder could not help speaking up, his voice somewhat hoarse.
Everyone's eyes focused on Yang Lingtian.
Yang Lingtian slowly rose to his feet. An indescribably terrifying aura surged into the heavens from his body.
His gaze pierced through space and time, as if he could see the armies from all four directions gathering.
"What should we do? If they want war, then war it is!"
"Do they think our Chaos Sacred Sect is a fish on the chopping block?"
"Our Chaos Sacred Sect is no longer what it once was. Even if they join forces, do they really think they can snuff us out?"
"How laughably naive. We'll let them know that our Chaos Sacred Sect is not to be trifled with."
Yang Lingtian's bold declaration ignited everyone's fighting spirit, especially Yang Dingtian beside him.
He chimed in, "The Four Great Powers are nothing but clay chickens and porcelain