In the azure sky.
A silver-white flying boat streaked past. Li Ping stood atop it, gazing down at the wilderness below, his eyes full of thought.
Not long ago, he had sat with Qi Hanmo and the others to discuss the Dao.
When he had taken his leave and was about to depart, Qiu Changfeng, the Academy's current head, had come specifically to visit him. After exchanging pleasantries, Qiu Changfeng invited him to join the Defender Alliance.
In the eyes of the Core Formation cultivators.
Li Ping's strength might not quite match the Core Formation late stage, but it surpassed the Core Formation middle stage. He could just about be counted as a late-stage Core Formation cultivator.
After all the upheaval, the Western Wasteland now had only six late-stage Core Formation cultivators in total, three righteous and three demonic. With the two sides evenly matched, the allegiance of Li Ping, the seventh, had become crucial.
That was why Qiu Changfeng had personally stepped forward to earnestly invite him into the Defender Alliance.
He had also promised Li Ping that, if they destroyed the Four Demonic Sects in the future, they could give him an entire kingdom as his cultivation domain, where he could establish his own sect.
These terms were undeniably generous.
After all, although the kingdoms occupied by the Four Demonic Sects fell short of a colossal kingdom like the Qi Kingdom, they were all large kingdoms comparable to the Yue Kingdom. Each possessed a third-tier high-grade spirit vein, far superior to the Jiang Kingdom.
But Li Ping's ambitions lay with the Great Dao. He had never considered establishing a sect.
Had he not stirred up trouble in Great Zhou, and had the war between the Great Zhou Immortal Alliance and the Eastern Sea's Flood Dragon Clan not destabilized