Ever since the Soul Hall had fallen silent, news of the Nine Heavens Alliance had swept across the Central Plains like a surging river.
The Xiao Tribe, Starfall Pavilion, Pill Tower, Flower Sect, and Burning Flame Valley had joined forces. Each faction was a renowned powerhouse in the Central Plains.
The Pill Tower held the lifeblood of alchemists, and its influence commanded the respect of the entire continent.
The Flower Sect was hidden deep in the mountains, yet its strength was unfathomable.
The Burning Flame Valley wielded the legacy of Heavenly Flames, and Fire Cloud Ancestor was a formidable Mid-Stage One-Star Dou Saint.
With the Xiao Tribe's ancient foundations and Starfall Pavilion's support added to the mix, the Alliance's momentum had eclipsed that of the Nether River Alliance, which had previously stirred up trouble across the land.
Not long after news of the Alliance's founding swept across the Central Plains, the area before the Xiao Tribe's mountain gates was packed with leaders of factions seeking an audience.
From clans that relied on powerful factions to medium-sized forces with Half-Saint experts, all wanted to cling to the Nine Heavens Alliance, this towering tree.
After all, everyone knew that the Alliance now had the strength to stand against the Soul Hall. Its protection was as good as another talisman against death.
But Xiao Ze had anticipated this. He had arranged for Venerable Wind and Xiao Yan to set screening rules in advance.
They would only accept factions with deep grievances against the Soul Hall and solid foundations. All the fence-sitters who changed sides with the wind were turned away.
"The Alliance is the foundation of our resistance against the Soul Hall. We must never let opportunists undermine it."
Xiao Ze's tone had been resolute during the meeting. Xiao Yan had wholeheartedly agreed