As Luen spoke, he tossed a rolled-up parchment of contracts to the Radiant Leader.
The latter's face darkened. He didn't want to accept the contract, but due to the huge difference in strength between his sect and the Blazing Soul Cult, he reluctantly accepted it, suppressing his anger.
Compared to the Radiant Echo, whose influence only spread to a few nearby inhabited planets, the power of the Blazing Soul Blazing Soul Cult, the uncrowned king of the Blazing Soul Star System, is self-evident; the former simply cannot afford to offend the latter.
Upon opening the contract, the leader of the Radiant Light glanced at it, his anger rising within him. But when he saw the last part, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, his face turning from slightly red to slightly white, and he seemed to freeze into a statue.
Upon seeing this, the other elders of the Radiant Echo Cult in the main hall exchanged glances, their eyes filled with solemnity.
They certainly knew their leader's character; he was extremely shrewd and rarely showed his emotions. There were very few things that could make him change his expression.
Standing below, Luen naturally saw the Radiant Leader's reaction. A smirk played on his lips as he tilted his head back, his tone becoming even more arrogant. "Well, have you thought it through? If you don't agree this time, you won't have another chance. Because next time, it might not be me!"
A threat, a blatant threat.
The leader of the Radiant Light was furious and wanted to slap this despicable fellow out of the hall, but when he saw the signature at the end of the contract and the aura of ' Level Eight Saint ' emanating from those sub-bosses, all his anger became meaningless.
After clenching and unclenching his fist several times, the leader of the Radiant Light said expressionlessly, "If Lord Blazing Soul truly achieves the rank of Saint, how could we, the lowly Radiant Echo, dare to refuse?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his words caused a huge Radiant Echo. The elders in the hall were all shocked and finally understood why their leader had reacted that way.
"Saint? How is this possible? The bottleneck between level seven and level eight is as solid as a rock... Has the leader of the Blazing Soul actually broken through...?"
"No wonder. It seems the Blazing Soul Cult is preparing to unify the Blazing Soul Star System. Their lower and middle ranks are already strong enough; all they lack is a Saint..."
"Are we really going to give in?"
"What else can we do? That's Saint, an invincible powerhouse standing at the top of the Fate Master Lineage before the World King. Level Seven Truth Fate Master is utterly powerless against Level Eight Saint!"
"Heh, I thought that after signing the contract with that fool, our Radiant Echo would enter a period of rapid development, with a bright future ahead. But alas... Fate is cruel..."
The moment the word "Saint" was uttered, the entire Hall of Radiant Echo seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force. The elders, who were originally indignant, instantly became like wilted eggplants, their momentum visibly weakening. Before the fight even began, they had already surrendered.
Luen from the Blazing Soul Star System was not surprised to see this, as it was a normal phenomenon. In the history of the Star God Realm, Level Eight Saint was a symbol of invincibility, and bowing down to such a powerful being was not shameful.
The leader of the Radiant Sect, witnessing the reaction of his own sect's elders, also had a bitter expression on his face. Although he hadn't had high expectations to begin with, seeing his subordinates' reaction still brought a sense of disappointment. He forgot that he was the one who had first shown a tendency to surrender.
Just as the atmosphere grew quiet, a golden light burst into the hall before anyone could react. When the light faded, it revealed Lancelot and a panicked Kuliya.
"Huh? Kuliya, how did you get in?... Where are the guards? Who let those two in? You bastards!!"
An elder roared repeatedly, clearly intending to vent his anger, which he had received from the Blazing Soul Cult, on the others.
Upon hearing this, Lancelot glanced at the elder, muttered "noisy," and then gently waved his hand.
Boom!
The movement itself was not violent, but once it landed, it caused an extremely strong reaction, as if a single word had fallen and the world had followed suit.
In an instant, a terrifying aura, like hundreds of stars falling, filled the entire hall. The storm appeared out of nowhere and erupted in the most violent manner, as if it could shake and shatter everything.
Thump!!
The main hall shattered with a crash, and a figure, before even having time to scream, was torn apart like a cannonball, leaving a dark trail that shot straight into the Starry Sky.
Whew!!
The powerful shockwave gradually dissipated, leaving only stunned faces in the main hall.
In less than half an hour, the high-ranking members of the Radiant Echo Cult experienced an incredible event that they had never encountered in most of their lives.
First, the leader of the Blazing Soul Cult, who had been trapped by a bottleneck for hundreds of years, suddenly advanced to the Saint without any warning.
Then there was a noble youth who had only been Fate Master for a few days. He slapped a Level Seven Truth Fate Master away, even punching a huge hole in the Sturdiness main hall.
All of this caused the high-ranking members of Radiant Echo present to wonder if they were dreaming, their minds buzzing!
Elder Leimingduo was the most direct. With a loud slap, he slapped himself across the face, feeling the pain penetrate to his very soul. The old man muttered to himself, "This isn't a dream, it's actually real?...!"
"Of course it's true."
A clear, moderate voice drowned out all other noises, drawing the attention of everyone present.
When they saw the boy standing with his hands behind his back, his face familiar, but his demeanor drastically different from before, an absurd and unbelievable atmosphere filled the entire room.
Who are you?!
Luen from the Blazing Soul Cult was the first to question, and as he spoke, he took a step back, and intense flames surged from his body. The temperature of the entire hall began to rise rapidly, and the ground, beams, pillars, decorations... all began to melt or be ignited.
"No wonder you were willing to sign that contract. So this is your true strength. But I'm curious, if you're so strong, why did you deliberately pretend to be weak and even take over Luoni Medici's identity? What is your purpose?"
The leader of the Radiant Light also rose from his throne, his golden eyes fixed on Lancelot, as if trying to glean something from his expression and response.
"Pretending to be weak?"
Lancelot smiled slightly, "Who said my previous strength was a disguise?"
"Heh, are you still trying to hide it? I don't believe it. In less than a month, someone can advance from Level One Fate Master to Level Seven Fate Master. Even World King couldn't do that!"
The leader of the Radiant Light lowered his eyelids, his anger rising again. In a short period of time, he was first humiliated by the Blazing Soul Cult's overwhelming power, and then he discovered that he had been tricked by someone else. While he was rejoicing over the contract, this guy disguised as Luoni must have been hiding in the shadows mocking him!
"Intolerable!"