Zhihui Seat, inside the meeting room.
"Leader, Xiang Hao dropped everything and ran off. You can't keep making me oversee the postwar reconstruction of the [Formless Barrier], can you?"
Ye Tai spoke in a muffled voice, rising to complain to the elderly man seated at the head of the table:
"Besides, Xiang Hao was being downright disloyal. He ran off to the Yuqing Domain to find Li Qingshan and didn't even take me with him... no, Venerable, I absolutely don't mean I want to run away!"
"What I mean is, the Wan He Legion has a great household and a great enterprise, with countless affairs to handle. How could a general like me have the time to deal with reforging the Starry River..."
As Ye Tai spoke, he furtively glanced at the old man's face, then suddenly froze.
The old man's gaze was unfocused, as though he had lost himself in thought. He was not looking at Ye Tai at all, and naturally had not heard the "thoughts from his heart" just now.
"Leader... Leader?"
"Fate Weaver God Prohibition?!"
The startled cry exploded. Ye Tai's expression stiffened, and he suddenly realized why the old man had been distracted. He hurriedly asked:
"God Prohibition? Leader, has the Demon Sealing Record changed again?"
"What are you rushing for? I'm writing it!"
Zhihui casually rebuked him. His eyes widened, reflecting the interwoven threads beneath the Nine Heavens Star Dome, while an amused smile curled across his lips.
"Interesting. Last time, Netherworld died, and Li Qingshan enraged that great [Flesh] octopus, making it issue a God Prohibition."
"It has only been a little over ten years. Who would have thought [Fate Weaver] would also step in and issue a God Prohibition? Who provoked this caterpillar this time..."
His voice abruptly stopped.
The smile froze