The Storm Approaches, Discussing the Dao Assembly

Vast Righteous City. Within a magnificent golden palace, the grand hall was spacious and bright, its floor paved with exquisite golden jade of some kind, exuding luxury and grandeur.

Jiang Qingshu was speaking with an elegant-looking old man in white robes. The old man was vigorous and alert, his gaze deep and unfathomable, radiating an overwhelming sense of pressure.

The old man in white was none other than Zhao Qiankun, the leader of the Righteous Path Alliance, a mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator. Zhao Qiankun was one of the few Spirit Transformation cultivators in the Outer Sea.

"Master, ever since the two massive beast tides over a century ago, the Demon Race has made no unusual moves in recent years, nor have any large-scale beast tides erupted again."

Jiang Qingshu spoke truthfully, his expression respectful.

Zhao Qiankun had not shown himself for many years. He had entrusted all the Righteous Path Alliance's affairs to Jiang Qingshu, who had managed them with great care and never allowed any major trouble to arise.

There were no small number of conflicts among the four great powers—the Righteous Path Alliance, Three Immortals Island, Penglai Island, and the Huifeng Commerce Alliance—but under the restraint of their respective leaders, none had escalated into major turmoil. After all, the Demon Race was their common enemy.

"I have already discussed this with Madam Song of Three Immortals Island and Fellow Daoist Li of Penglai Island. We intend to make a move against the Demon Race, seize more territory, and expand the range of human activity. Make the arrangements first. Select a group of experts to act alongside me."

Zhao Qiankun spoke in a deep voice. Since the three great powers were joining forces against the Demon Race this time, it naturally would not be some minor skirmish. As for