"Han Wanchou, executive elder of the Feather Transformation Sect's Longyan Star Domain, greets fellow Daoist."
High above the void, Han Wanchou, a Dao Realm warrior, had put away all his careless airs. He solemnly bowed to Jiang Yan, showing the respect due to a Great Dao Lord.
He could arrange low-level warriors however he pleased, but when facing someone of equal standing, he had to be cautious.
As far as he was concerned, no matter what methods Jiang Yan had used or what heaven-defying fortune he had encountered to attain the Dao Realm in that despairing place upstream along the Mother River, the fact remained that Jiang Yan had shown strength on par with his own. Han Wanchou did not care about the process, only the result. He needed only to know that the person standing before him was also a Great Dao Lord.
"In recent years, the Spirit Race has been provoking my Feather Transformation Sect, and seems intent on invading."
"Originally, I was thinking of putting these outsiders to some use. But now... I suppose I can't do that."
Han Wanchou's gaze swept discreetly over the many Jie Realm warriors, and he sighed with some regret.
The Golden Great World lay at the heart of the Mother River. With myriad races vying for supremacy, countless powerful figures standing atop the Great Dao, and rising talents surging forward, it was no peaceful place. On the contrary, competition there was extraordinarily fierce.
The Feather Transformation Sect controlled several star domains and wielded immense influence, but it also had foreign enemies: the Spirit Race.
Indeed, under the other side's pressure, the Feather Transformation Sect had recently begun to struggle. This was precisely when it was recruiting on a large scale.
When Han Wanchou first saw Jiang Yan and the others, he