The next instant!
The Supreme Sacred Sect's Grand Elder, seated cross-legged on the bamboo bed, flashed a mocking glint in his eyes.
A cold curve lifted at the corner of his mouth.
Then he gave a chilly laugh and asked in an indifferent tone:
"What do you mean by that?"
At these words!
The Nascent Soul Devil Lords within the Light Screen seemed to have prepared their speeches long ago. They exchanged glances, and the leading Nascent Soul Devil Master bowed once more, reporting respectfully yet urgently:
"Reporting to the Grand Elder, we disturbed your cultivation this time for two reasons.
First, to give you a detailed report on the Cultivator Association's latest attitude toward us, so that you may understand the current situation.
Second, as the Cultivator Association's announcement spreads, the disciples at our headquarters have already begun to show signs of unrest.
Many disciples have become fearful, and some have even entertained thoughts of surrendering to the Cultivator Association."
"Although we can barely suppress them and stabilize the situation for now, this is by no means a lasting solution.
Given enough time...
hearts will scatter, and our internal structure will inevitably collapse completely.
By then, the Cultivator Association will not even need to act—we will crumble without a fight.
Thus, in reporting to you this time, we also beg you to make a decision and guide us on how to respond, so that the spark of our Supreme Sacred Sect may be preserved."
Having said that, the Devil Lords all raised their heads, their eyes filled with eager hope as they stared fixedly at the Grand Elder seated cross-legged on the bamboo bed within the Light Screen.
But just as they waited with bated breath...
The next moment, the Grand Elder's still-indifferent voice came from within the Light