Immortal Alliance Conference venue.
After a brief burst of bustle, the hall swiftly fell silent.
The immortals representing various factions took their seats in orderly fashion along the south, north, and east sides.
Whether Li Changshou had calculated it beforehand or it was merely a coincidence, the low tables and Meditation Cushions on those three sides had been filled to the brim, leaving the several hundred immortals originally directed westward with nowhere to move even if they wished to change seats.
These several hundred immortals who 'staunchly supported' Randeng had naturally been deliberately sent here by Western Teachings, and had deliberately revealed their stance in advance.
Li Changshou naturally knew that there had to be even more 'spies' planted by Western Teachings among the crowd.
They were waiting for the right opportunity, hoping to tear this Immortal Alliance apart.
Or perhaps they intended to lurk within the Immortal Alliance and find another use for themselves.
The human heart was separated by a belly of flesh.
Even with Li Changshou and Ling'e repeatedly vetting them, they could not determine whether the factions they had contacted over the past ten years truly had no Western Teachings ties.
Relatively speaking, this conference had indeed been somewhat rushed.
By the Primordial Wilderness's usual efficiency, take the preparatory conference before that Three Teachings Origin Conference—it alone had lasted a full hundred years...
Moreover, Li Changshou had limited means of obtaining intelligence on Immortal Dao forces. He relied heavily on Tianya Pavilion, and his foundations across the Three Thousand Worlds were far too shallow.
Once the great lotus platform had completely quieted, a female immortal with dignified bearing and conservative attire slowly stepped onto the 'Flying Platform,' standing beside Daoist Randeng's enormous portrait.
Her vermilion lips parted gently, and her tender voice spread throughout the venue.