That laughter was hearty and resonant, carrying the majesty and confidence of one in a high position as it echoed through the vast hall for a long while.
Everyone looked up, only to see the figures of two men abruptly appear in the center of the hall.
There had been no warning, no sound. One moment, the spot had been empty; the next, the two were already standing there, as though they had been there all along.
The newcomers were none other than Jian Wuya and Lu Chenyuan.
"Peak Master, Vein Lord, Master."
The disciples all spoke respectfully and bowed to their respective elders.
"You little ones should already know why I summoned you here, shouldn't you?"
Jian Wuya spoke, his gaze sweeping across Qin Yan, Huang Jiuli, Lin Ruoxi, and the other eight.
They nodded.
"Next, so long as you can defeat the disciples of Emperor Fall Valley, I can make the decision that, should you join Ten Thousand Swords Peak in the future, I will give you a chance to become my disciple. What do you say?"
Jian Wuya's words were astonishing.
Become Jian Wuya's disciple?
Become the personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Peak Master, a True Emperor Realm powerhouse?
The offer was so generous that it was nearly unbelievable.
Even Huang Jiuli, Lin Ruoxi, Long Aotian, and the others were filled with excitement upon hearing it.
As one of Mystic Sanctuary's Peak Masters, the resources and authority Jian Wuya wielded were beyond imagination.
And then there was his strength—Jian Wuya was a powerhouse among True Emperors, and he had already traveled far along the path of the True Emperor Realm.
Even among True Emperors, he stood at the very pinnacle.
Even the strongest patriarchs behind those Prodigies were no match for Jian Wuya.
Only the