Misty Cloud Sect, Council Hall.
Yun Yun sat upright in the sect master's seat, dressed in a plain skirt, her temperament cool and aloof.
Below her stood several core sect elders led by the Great Elder, Yun Leng. Their auras were steady, and all of them were Dou Wang experts.
The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat grave.
"Sect Master, Master Xuan's demands are no different from asking our Misty Cloud Sect to submit to him. This is absolutely unacceptable!"
The one speaking was the Second Elder, Yun Du. Hot-tempered by nature, he was the first to step forward in opposition.
"Our Misty Cloud Sect has endured for a thousand years and is the foremost sect of the Jia Ma Empire. How can we bow to another?"
"That's right. Even if he is a Dou Zong and a Sixth Grade Alchemist, he cannot bully us so outrageously!"
The Third Elder, Yun Sha, a Six-Star Dou Wang, also echoed the sentiment.
The Great Elder, Yun Leng, a Nine-Star Dou Wang, did not rush to speak.
He merely stroked his beard and looked at Yun Yun on the main seat.
"Great Elder, what do you think?" Yun Yun's voice was calm, betraying no emotion.
Yun Leng pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.
"Sect Master, this matter... is indeed of great importance."
"Master Xuan's strength is unfathomable. He has the Ice Emperor, Hai Bodong, at his side, and even Queen Medusa is willing to serve as his maid."
"Jia Xing Tian of the Royal Family has already bowed his head. If our Misty Cloud Sect still refuses to make a stance, we may be completely isolated."
Yun Leng's words silenced the elders who had been filled with righteous indignation moments before.
Indeed, circumstances were stronger than people.
The Imperial Capital was now