The moment the cultivators saw that familiar figure...
The Nascent Soul True Lords immediately bowed deeply, their manner incomparably respectful. Their uniform cries of obeisance thundered through the entire hall, magnificent and imposing.
"We pay respects to the President!"
"We pay respects to the President!"
As the waves of salutations faded, Cheng Buzheng, standing upon the high platform, gave a slight nod. His expression was mild as he spoke evenly, "No need for such ceremony. Please take your seats."
Once the Nascent Soul True Lords had taken their seats in turn, the great hall fell completely silent.
Everyone's gaze converged upon the high platform as they quietly awaited what would follow.
Then.
Cheng Buzheng slowly swept his gaze across the people below and spoke unhurriedly, "I summoned you all here so suddenly. I imagine your hearts are full of doubts."
"You must also be greatly puzzled, no?
"Not long ago, the Demon Race allied forces at the front lines were already like a powerful crossbow at the end of its flight, suffering defeat after defeat. So long as I personally descended upon the battlefield, I could crush the Demon Race's final line of defense in one stroke, "shatter their will to resist, and completely quell the chaos in the sea region.
"But why have I remained still all this time?"
These words struck directly at the doubts in the hearts of the Nascent Soul Cultivators.
They sat silently. Though no one voiced a question, the curiosity and confusion in their eyes were already impossible to conceal.
Cheng Buzheng took it all in. Without further suspense, he said directly, "I summoned you here today to answer this matter, "and, at the same time, to entrust you with a grave duty concerning the safety of the human race."
After a slight pause,