"But if you became the Pope of Spirit Hall, things would be different. Spirit Hall had the continent's largest intelligence and resource networks, as well as tens of thousands of believers and Soul Masters. With Spirit Hall standing behind the Frost Extreme Empire, would those sects still dare defy you?"
Luo Yun fell silent.
Qian Daoliu was telling the truth.
The newly established Frost Extreme Empire had unstable foundations.
Which of the Upper Three Sects and Lower Four Sects wasn't a colossal power with centuries of history?
They wouldn't easily submit to a newly founded empire.
But if Spirit Hall backed the Frost Extreme Empire, that would change everything.
Spirit Hall had been building its influence across the continent for over a thousand years, and its reach extended into every corner.
A single word from Spirit Hall carried more weight than the Frost Extreme Empire's hundred thousand troops.
Besides, Spirit Hall's strength truly surpassed that of any other faction by a wide margin.
"Senior, what are you really after?" Luo Yun raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on Qian Daoliu.
"I don't believe anyone would help another person for no reason."
Qian Daoliu looked at him in silence for a moment, then smiled.
His laughter wasn't loud, but it was hearty, carrying the ease of someone who had finally been relieved of a burden.
"What am I after? I want you not to forget Spirit Hall once you become a god." Qian Daoliu's smile faded a little, and his golden eyes grew serious.
"I'm old. This continent belongs to you young people now."
"And you're the most talented person I've ever met, the one with the greatest hope of becoming a god."
"Your God Trial should be complete before long.
"Spirit Hall can provide every resource you need before