Anyone who stepped forward now to challenge the Heavenly Star Sect Master might win a chance to duel Sect Master Luo and decide who would claim the Dao-Merging Grounds on the Tiannan Continent.
But they were far more likely to anger the Heavenly Star Sect Master on the spot and be slapped to death as a warning to the rest.
There were so many cultivators at the Endless Sea Nine Sons Sect Master Succession Conference, though, that some could restrain their greed and keep their wits about them.
Naturally, there were also fools whose heads had been turned by the Dao-Merging Grounds—a treasure that could help cultivators break through to the Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Realm.
"I refuse to accept this!"
"That Luo brat is just a wet-behind-the-ears kid."
"What has he done to deserve the position of Tianyan Sect Master?"
A gentle yet unmistakably indignant voice rang out across the gathering.
The crowd below soon sounded like a market at seven or eight in the morning. Cries of protest mingled with taunts, mocking remarks, and every other sort of noise.
The Endless Sea Nine Sons Sect Master Succession Conference, solemn and dignified moments ago, descended into chaos.
Bai Suxin seemed to have expected it all.
She made no attempt to stop the uproar below. Instead, she turned an amused gaze toward Luo Yi and parted her lips.
"Sect Master Luo, everyone who objects to you has stepped forward. How you deal with them is up to you!"
With that, Bai Suxin sat back down in her enormous chair.
She exchanged glances with the other seven immense, illusory figures at the far reaches of the sky. They were all curious about what this young Tianyan Sect Master hoped to accomplish by deliberately stirring up trouble.
They were just as curious about his