"Master Yu, what I just proposed would benefit both our sects."
"I trust you won't refuse, will you?"
Inside the Sword Sect's main hall, Wuji Ming Zun lounged at ease, regarding Yu Qingjue with a faint, knowing smile.
His manner was exceedingly mild, but as he spoke, the formidable aura of a Great Dao Lord quietly enveloped the entire hall, making the atmosphere terrifyingly oppressive.
Now, after losing the battle at the altar, the Feather Transformation Sect was in dire straits. It had not only lost a substantial portion of its most valuable territory, but many of its allies were also considering withdrawing.
It would be far more troublesome to gather all the formidable fighters who had taken part in the battle at the altar again. If the sect truly wanted to summon those great experts, it would have to pay a much higher price than last time.
So, during this period, the Feather Transformation Sect was strengthening its foundations, preparing for battle, and investigating the Huo Luo Clan's movements. At the same time, it was soliciting outside help and even coercing various sects, large and small, with decent strength into serving as its vanguard.
The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect was a force to be reckoned with. Its Sect Master, Yu Qingjue, wielded the Sky-Splitting Divine Sword, and when she unleashed its full power, she could even fight at the Dao Realm. She was an excellent candidate to recruit.
Under normal circumstances, the Feather Transformation Sect would gladly pay a heavy price to enlist the Sword Sect's help. But now, time was short, and the Feather Transformation Sect had to resort to other means.
"My apologies, Venerable Ming Zun. The Sword Sect has always been on good terms with the Feather Transformation Sect, and our fates are intertwined. But we suffered