Ning Qingfeng had to oversee the banquet.
She sent people to the nearby Immortal City to hire Spiritual Chefs and purchase immortal-spirit beverages and the like.
The Ning Lineage Ancestral Grounds covered a vast area, with a mountain range set aside for guests. Adorable spirit-pet birds roamed the mountains, while herds of spirit beasts inhabited the plains.
The scenery was pleasant and spiritual motility abundant. Occasionally, phantom Phoenixes manifested between heaven and earth, trailing traces of the fate Dao.
Each Great Orthodox Lineage was assigned a mountain. They stood close together, rising and falling in an unbroken chain.
Li Yang followed behind the Holy Lord of the Moonlit Holy Land, picked a spot at random on the peak, and flicked his fingers to carve out a stone stool before sitting down.
He raised a hand and deployed a Divine Sense and Sight-Isolating Formation, not wanting anyone to disturb him.
"Your Nine Provinces wiped out the Yinglong Clan with thunderous force." Xuanyou transformed into a fair-skinned youth and sighed. "Had we known you were this unreasonable, why would we have bothered holding this Heavenly Pride Battle?"
Li Yang had a different view:
"When facing an enemy, they might not always stand on the same side, but when their interests are at stake, they're more united than anyone.
"Our Nine Provinces are stronger than your Demon Savage Continent. That's a fact.
"And we're not completely unreasonable, either. Most likely, that Yinglong was too vicious and crossed the Dao Alliance's bottom line.
"But with those old monsters' depth of cunning, you never had a chance of winning. My involvement merely made our victory more spectacular."
Li Yang did not know exactly what overt clashes and covert schemes had taken place between the great cultivators of the Nine Provinces and the great demons of