"An alliance!"
Lie Yan and the others' eyes lit up at Fang Mo's words.
Fang Mo was proposing an alliance and bringing Clear Void Mountain into it. Did this mean he intended to restart the alliance plan? Wasn't an alliance a better choice than submitting to the Tianli Sect?
"Sect Master Fang, are you preparing to establish an alliance?"
Lie Yan looked at Fang Mo and asked eagerly. They had wanted an alliance before, but the Tianli Sect had never brought it up, leaving them somewhat hesitant. Now that the Holy Venerable had reappeared, he knew perfectly well that there was no way back.
Unless they abandoned their interests in the Ancient Realm!
But no sect with even the slightest ambition would do such a thing. It would be nothing less than tearing down their own Great Wall. The Ancient Realm held countless exotic beasts, Spirit Medicines, and mineral deposits—the keys to a sect's strength. Once they gave them up, they would fall behind across the board.
Though the Ancient Realm was dangerous now, with beast tides breaking out every day and sect disciples dying daily, the benefits were equally obvious. Vast numbers of disciples had advanced in cultivation, and the sects' strength was growing at a rapid pace.
To abandon the Ancient Realm was to abandon the future. Only a fool would make such a choice.
The eyes of the other Heavenly Venerates also turned in unison toward Fang Mo's face, filled with anticipation and urgency.
Today's battle had jolted everyone awake. They had all realized one thing: without the Tianli Sect and without Fang Mo, their first-rate powers were not safe.
Fang Mo looked at Lie Yan, then swept his gaze over the others. Taking in their expressions, he knew the time was ripe.
"That's right. Our Tianli