Seeing that the new master of Azure Firmament Grotto had fallen silent and simply plopped down onto a meditation cushion to sulk, the lively mood in the main hall quickly faded.
The cheerful atmosphere that had filled the hall soon dissipated.
Everyone who could sit securely within this hall today was the master of a treasured land. Having come this far in the cruel Outer Lands, whether in means or shrewdness, none of them could be compared to ordinary people.
Though they looked down on Black Mountain Bear Lord's origins in their hearts, saying a few things aloud to satisfy their tongues was enough.
Why would they foolishly rush out to be the first bird to stick its head out and truly offend him to the death?
Taking ten thousand steps back—
Even if Black Mountain Bear Lord had truly seized Azure Firmament Cascade through sheer luck—
He was now, after all, a genuine figure who commanded a treasured land.
If they really drove him into a corner and he made one last desperate counterattack before dying, who among those present dared guarantee that nothing would go wrong?
White-Brow Immortal's gaze swept faintly across the hall, taking in everyone's expressions. He knew that with a few words alone, it would be difficult to stir this bunch into testing the waters for him.
He sighed somewhat boredly and simply steered the topic elsewhere.
"Everyone, let us set aside Azure Firmament Grotto's trivial affairs for now. What I am about to speak of is the real matter at hand."
"Do you know why the Woyun Cloud Dragon King has sent invitations far and wide, gathering all of us here?"
Hm?
At those words—
The atmosphere in the hall immediately turned solemn.
The gazes that had intentionally or otherwise been drifting toward Black