Zhan Tai Continent.
The news of the Lin family's attack had already spread everywhere.
Everyone was panic-stricken.
"The Lin family has issued an order of slaughter. Anyone from Zhan Tai Continent who doesn't switch sides in time... will meet a terrible end!"
"No, we're innocent! It's the Desolate Heaven Alliance that brought this on itself. What does it have to do with us?"
"The Lin family has the Gray Mist Divine Emperor backing them. The Desolate Heaven Alliance can't hold them off..."
For a time, the many forces of Zhan Tai Continent panicked.
Overnight, eight out of every ten cultivators in Zhan Tai Continent fled. The vast majority chose to join the Lin family!
In the eyes of the world, the Lin family now represented invincibility. With the Gray Mist Divine Emperor at their side, they could flourish for a million years.
No one was willing to be buried alongside the Desolate Heaven Alliance.
Zhan Ming Sacred Land.
Inside the great hall, Yun Chen, Mu Wanqing, Haoming, and the others were discussing their plans.
"Reporting to Venerable Haoming: of the three thousand sects, large and small, across the continent, only a little over two hundred and sixty are still willing to follow our commands."
"All the other forces have left Zhan Tai Continent and headed toward the Lin family's army... They've clearly gone to join the Lin family..."
Hearing the report, Venerable Haoming's face darkened.
He slammed his palm down hard on the chair.
His face filled with fury as he said:
"Only a little over two hundred sects remain..."
How could he not be disappointed?
"Let things take their course. We don't need to force anyone."
Mu Wanqing spoke up, saying:
"This is a good thing, too. At least those who stayed are steadfast in their opposition to the