No one had ever imagined it.
Ying Wenyao had simply abandoned his position as sect master and left without the slightest hesitation.
Looking at the Sect Master Token on the seat of honor,
the elders of the Ten Directions Sect exchanged bewildered glances.
Had this been before,
plenty of people would have coveted the sect master's position. They would have eagerly welcomed Ying Wenyao's abdication, hoping to seize the opportunity to rise to power and take control of the Ten Directions Sect.
But—
at this moment, no one wanted Ying Wenyao to leave.
The Ten Directions Sect already had few Outer Astral Realm cultivators.
If they lost their sole True Martial Ninth Level expert as well,
they would have virtually no hope of resisting the Origin Sect.
Granted, even with Ying Wenyao there, they probably could not have resisted the Origin Sect.
But now that the Ten Directions Sect's strength had diminished again, they stood no chance at all.
"Ahem. I am advanced in years and fear I no longer have the strength to serve as an elder. I also bear inescapable responsibility for this matter. Since Sect Master Ying has resigned to accept responsibility, I have no face to remain an elder either."
An elder of the Ten Directions Sect coughed, left his elder's token behind, and walked straight out of the Sect Hall.
At that,
the expressions of those remaining became even more remarkable.
Before they could decide what to do next, however, their expressions changed drastically, and they turned toward the outside of the Sect Hall.
Out there,
a terrifying presence hurtled toward them from afar, its tremendous speed leaving a succession of explosive cracks in the air.
Viewed from outside,
a streak of light like a meteor, wrapped in boundless Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, slammed