[After surviving the Second Nine Heavenly Tribulation, a cultivator could be called a "True Person." Even a Rogue Cultivator who reached that realm would be treated as an honored guest anywhere in the Four Great Continents.]
[The Great Peace Daoist had survived the Second Nine Heavenly Tribulation, which was why he had earned such a resounding reputation in Yu Province of the Central Lands.]
[And yet, anyone who could survive the Second Nine Heavenly Tribulation already ranked among this world's foremost cultivators.]
[Years ago, under joint pressure from the Righteous Dao sects, Mount Fangcun's previous sect master had ceded its southwestern heartland. Mount Fangcun's territory had shrunk by a quarter as a result.]
[When that sect master died with hatred in his heart, he left behind only one sentence: "In this world, those who do not become Supreme Grandmasters remain ants."]
[Throughout the history of cultivation, every Supreme Grandmaster had been someone capable of reshaping the cultivation world.]
[You stepped out of the quiet chamber and looked up. Nineteen figures stood high in the sky.]
[None concealed their aura. Like blazing suns, they lit up the heavens and pressed their might across the land.]
[These nineteen people were likely the ones with the greatest say in this world: the sect masters of its great sects.]
[Among them stood Nong Mu, master of Mount Fangcun.]
[This time, you did not rashly use the Jade Emperor Qi-Observing Art. You simply watched with your own eyes.]
[He had noticed you observing him last time. Here and now, you could not be too careful.]
[Even so, the divisions among the twenty-six were plain to see. The Righteous Dao, Devil Dao, and Rogue Cultivators stood apart like the clear Jing River and muddy Wei River.]
[On the Devil Dao side, six figures stood in the