Yuan, Divine Mechanism, and Myriad Mechanisms looked at the impossibly well-behaved young man in azure before them and felt a touch of helplessness.
That small body held power far more terrifying than anything in the Immortal Sect outside the Central Group Army Fleet. Worse, nothing constrained it. A single thought could unleash it.
The Array Spirit could not control him. Military discipline could not control him. Logistics and military law had no effect on his full combat strength.
And this terrifying being had a voice in the Immortal Sect's governance.
It was enough to make their hearts tremble.
Could anyone understand how they felt?
This was not a question of morality. It was a question of life, death, and survival!
For one thing, if the Great Sun Sword Lord attended the Citizen Assembly, he could kill everyone there with a thought, from the mortal representatives to the Void Refining cultivators. He could wipe them out to the last person, and even the Central Array-Spirit Computer might not be able to save them.
The Void Refining cultivators were too far beneath him in strength, no different from ants.
Yes, that was true.
This generation's Great Sun Sword Lord had outstanding morals, was politically reliable, had repeatedly distinguished himself in battle for the Immortal Sect, and had tied the interests of his Dao Path closely to its own...
By every measure, there was no possibility that he would betray the Immortal Sect.
Yet could the lives and survival of the Immortal Sect's trillions of citizens—the lives of countless fathers, sons, daughters, and children, the fate of countless families—be entrusted entirely to one cultivator's morality?
Could they?!
Even a saint from myth might nod off or make a small mistake.
For someone who wielded such power, a moment's lapse, a single careless act,