His gaze swept over everyone below as he spoke concisely:
" I have urgent business and must leave the sect immediately. I don't know when I'll return."
What?
The moment these words were spoken, all the elders erupted in an uproar.
The sect master was leaving at this critical juncture?
Ancestor Ganlong's brows knitted tightly. He stepped forward and asked in a deep voice:
"Sect master, has something happened? If there are powerful enemies, we are willing to follow you and flatten everything in our path."
"Indeed. The strength of our Chaos Sacred Sect has greatly increased. Who would dare make an enemy of us?" Yang Sheng chimed in.
Yang Lingtian shook his head, his voice carrying an unyielding decisiveness.
"This is something you cannot help with."
"After I leave, Ancestor Ganlong will take full charge of all sect affairs."
His gaze sharpened like a blade as it swept across every elder's face.
"You have only one task."
"Digest our newly acquired territory, stabilize the sect's foundations, and silence every dissenting voice."
"Anyone who dares take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble will be executed without exception."
"When I return, I hope to see a Chaos Sacred Sect united like an iron plate. Is that clear?"
His icy voice echoed through the vast hall, carrying supreme majesty.
"We... will respectfully obey the sect master's decree."
Feeling Yang Lingtian's unquestionable will, Ancestor Ganlong and the others shuddered inwardly and answered in unison.
They knew that once the sect master made a decision, no one could change it.
"Good." Yang Lingtian nodded and said no more.
His figure slowly faded on the throne.
Like a reflection in water, it ultimately vanished without a trace.
Only one sentence remained, echoing through the hall for a long time.
"Any traitor will have his