Though there were many Soul Race Sunlights present, Lu Ye recognized only a few of them. The one he knew best was Xu Yuan.
He brought Yiyi and Amber down onto a lotus beside Xu Yuan, then cupped his fists toward the surroundings. "Lu Ye of the Nine Provinces greets you all, fellow Daoists!"
A somewhat familiar voice rang out. "We are all family here. Sacred Lord, there is no need for such courtesy."
Lu Ye followed the voice and saw that the speaker was none other than the Soul Race Patriarch, Hun Que.
But...
What the hell was a Sacred Lord?
Yiyi quietly explained at his side, "Amber is the Soul Race's sacred beast. Since you are Amber's master, your title among the Soul Race is Sacred Lord. The Patriarch proposed it during the previous discussion, and all the Sunlight elders unanimously approved."
Lu Ye did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Still, it was only a form of address. He did not care much about it.
Hun Que looked at him. "Sacred Lord, your arrival is timely. We were discussing the matter of dispatching troops when The Great Trend Descends. Old Tree previously sent word that more than ten of you had ended up beyond the starry sky, in a place called Star Abyss. It seems that place is the source of The Great Trend Descends. If so, could you tell us about Star Abyss?"
"Of course." Lu Ye nodded.
So that was why so many Soul Race Sunlights had gathered here—they were discussing the dispatch of troops.
Come to think of it, when The Great Trend Descends, no one in the starry sky could escape it. Judging from the changes in the Soul Race Ancestral Land, this place would not be spared either.
Naturally, the Soul