Ten Years

Li Pin lightly wiped the bloodstains from his body.

Only after quite a while did he raise his head, his gaze sweeping one by one across everyone present.

Every martial artist he looked at, whether level nine or level ten, turned deathly pale and lowered their heads in succession. Not a single one dared meet his eyes.

"I intend to establish the World Martial Arts Association. I will serve as its first president. All martial artists must act according to the rules set by the World Martial Arts Association, in order to safeguard the world's stability and peace."

Li Pin's voice echoed through the air.

It shattered the oppressive, deathly silence atop Tiangong Peak.

"Now, who joins, and who refuses?"

The air froze for merely a second after those words were spoken.

The next moment, the pioneers who had long since joined one world-class force or another, and now remained only as their representatives, spoke up one after another.

"I'm joining. I'm in."

"The Cloudsoar Sword Palace joins."

"From this day forth, Gate of Heaven will follow the Martial Arts Association's orders as a horse follows its rider's head."

"Dragon Spring Sect firmly supports every order President Li gives!"

The moment these people spoke, they became the final straw that broke the remaining survivors' hearts.

Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground, then thinking of Li Pin's subordinates whose combat power rivaled that of the strongest, as well as the doomsday weapons they had recently revealed—weapons that treated the number of troops as nothing at all...

The survivors of those factions no longer had the courage to keep resisting.

No matter how unwilling they were, faced with the reality of death and destruction, they had no choice but to make the choice their hearts truly feared.

"Mirror Mountain... submits."