Though the eight of them were strong enough to hold an absolute advantage here.
The Endless Sea Nine Sons Sect Master Succession Conference was, after all, a grand occasion that each of the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea might see only once in a thousand years, or even ten thousand.
If some fool barged in to ruin it, even if they ultimately settled everything, it would still leave a bitter taste in everyone's mouth.
Fortunately, the cultivators attending the gathering knew better than to step forward and stir up trouble.
Once the strange atmosphere had completely faded.
Bai Suxin, Sect Master of the Heavenly Star Sect and host of the conference, gently raised both hands.
She signaled for silence, then spoke again.
"The ceremony continues."
Her gentle, soothing voice echoed through the gathering. The moment everyone heard it, their restless, panicked minds suddenly grew calm.
It was as though the four words Bai Suxin had spoken so casually held immense magic.
For now, everyone put the earlier disturbances behind them. The rest of the Endless Sea Nine Sons Sect Master Succession Conference proceeded in orderly fashion, following the arrangements agreed upon beforehand.
The eight Dao Seeds behind the Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Powerhouses each took a slow step forward. Riding Seven-Colored Auspicious Clouds into the sky, they held the edicts their sect masters had written in advance.
They read aloud what was written in the edicts.
After the eight had finished reciting, one by one, those convoluted passages full of lofty principles and ceremonial platitudes.
The stars, Sun and Moon, Treasure Artifact, and Alchemy Cauldron shapes hanging at the edge of the sky abruptly changed.
At last, they became graceful Good-News Birds. Each took in its beak an edict one of the eight Dao Seeds had just read, then flapped its