Lu Xia sat in the seat of honor, looking at the sea of people below with a faint smile on his lips.
"Everyone, there is no need for such formalities."
"Please, take your seats."
Only then did everyone let out a breath and sit down one after another.
The great hall fell silent again, and all eyes turned toward Lu Xia.
Lu Xia did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
"I invited you all here today because there is something I wish to discuss with you."
"The Chu Yun Empire is neither particularly large nor particularly small."
"Yet its various factions are divided, fighting year after year. Today you attack me; tomorrow I attack you."
"After all that fighting, it is the Chu Yun Empire's own strength that is being depleted."
His gaze swept across the hall.
"Therefore, I propose establishing a strategic alliance for the Chu Yun Empire. I call it the Immortal Alliance."
"With the Immortal Poison Sect at its head, all factions shall join together in mutual offense and defense, developing together."
"What do you all think?"
The moment his words fell, the great hall became silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Everyone exchanged glances, but no one dared to be the first to speak.
Before coming here, they had already guessed that the Immortal Poison Sect's invitation was surely a trap.
At a time like this, no one dared to stick their neck out.
Agreeing meant they would have to follow the Immortal Poison Sect's lead from now on.
Refusing... they secretly glanced at Xie Biyan, seated below, then looked toward Lu Xia, seated high in the place of honor.
Refusing would be courting death, wouldn't it?
Just as everyone hesitated, a voice rang out.
"The Chu Yun Empire's imperial