Jun Moxiao flew into the sky and used his magical power to transmit his voice to every cultivator present. "The three thousand Dao Flowers have now finished blooming. No one knows when this era will end, but there certainly isn't much time left. What awaits you is the coming of darkness."
With those words, the leaders of the great sects across the Three Thousand Provinces fell into despair. Darkness was approaching, a crisis staring them in the face.
Jun Moxiao continued, "Even so, countless elders still have to stand guard at the distant Border Wasteland Emperor City, blocking one enemy assault after another. The fighting is unimaginably brutal. The relatively peaceful lives you enjoy now were bought with the lives of countless elders."
Some leaders who knew Jun Moxiao spoke up. "Free and Unfettered Young Master, do you want us to send reinforcements?"
Jun Moxiao said, "Exactly! I want every one of your great sects to send powerful fresh troops to reinforce Emperor City."
Someone objected, "But we don't have the Ancient Covenant. We can't get there."
Others said, "We aren't strong enough! Unless we're Supremes, there's no way we can go."
Jun Moxiao said, "As far as I know, the enemies aren't all Supremes. They also have countless rank-and-file soldiers at Sect Master Level. Many of the Emperor City's veterans are in the Escape One Realm, and some are even in the Self-Slaying Enlightenment Realm. The Border Wasteland Emperor City is desperately short of soldiers and commanders and urgently needs reinforcements from the Three Thousand Provinces. I now require every lineage to send its Escape One Realm Sect Masters to Emperor City. I'll open a safe route there for you, and I'll also arrange for you to sign the Ancient Covenant."
Hearing that they would be forced to go,