The crowd was seething with indignation. When their emotions had reached a fever pitch, the Alliance Leader of the Anti-Imperial Pavilion Alliance finally raised his hand, signaling for everyone to quiet down.
"I can understand how you all feel."
"We're not trying to fight over anything or snatch anything away. We simply want to reclaim what belongs to us."
"If the Imperial Pavilion can acknowledge its mistakes, we're not eager to come to blows with them."
"After all, the Imperial Pavilion and the Lord of the True Realm once made tremendous contributions to the True Realm."
As he spoke, a helpless expression appeared on the Alliance Leader's face, as though everything happening today was something he deeply regretted but had no choice but to do.
"Alliance Leader, you're just too kind. If it were up to me, I'd have gone after the Imperial Pavilion long ago. How can you tolerate them continuing to plunder the True Realm's resources?"
"Exactly. We can't keep waiting. Alliance Leader, I know what you're thinking, and I know you don't want this to turn into a full-blown conflict. But the Imperial Pavilion has gone too far. The more we tolerate them, the worse they'll get."
"Alliance Leader, give the order. We can't wait any longer."
"Give the order, Alliance Leader!"
Hearing everyone's words, the Alliance Leader sighed helplessly, then said, "If that's the case, then I have no choice."
"Everyone, heed my command. We set out for the Imperial Pavilion at once."
"Reclaim everything that belongs to us!"
"Set out for the Imperial Pavilion!"
"Reclaim everything that belongs to us!"
The Anti-Imperial Pavilion Alliance had now gathered several million cultivators, and even the weakest among them had reached the level of the Three Emperors Realm.
Among them were thousands of Ancestor Realm experts.
These people