The old freak Zhuiyang's words caused the initially hesitant Flowing Cloud and Myriad Spirit Sects to immediately side with the Treasure Tree Sect.
Because everyone had a bad premonition.
"Old Freak Zhuiyang, I think you've gone mad? You set the rules? Who do you think you are? Of the Four Great Sects of the Sixteen Kingdom Alliance, your Purple Sun Sect doesn't get to call the shots yet!" The Nine Lion Ancestor had the most explosive temper and began cursing loudly.
Old Freak Zhuiyang let out a sinister chuckle: "Old Freak Nine Lion, you frogs in a well are completely unable to see the grand trend. The Sixteen Kingdom Alliance is destined to change; if it doesn't change, then there is only the path of destruction."
Suddenly, the blue-robed figure behind Old Freak Zhuiyang stepped forward and raised a hand to stop Zhuiyang's words.
This person was the envoy from the Nine Sun Heavenly Sect. He wore a blue robe, and his status was clearly one rank higher than the other three grey-robed men.
This person's gaze was profound; a single sweep felt like a streak of ice passing before everyone.
"Everyone, allow me to introduce myself. I am Zuo Lan, a Fourth-Rank Patrol Envoy of the Nine Sun Heavenly Sect. Zhuiyang is our selected representative for the Sixteen Kingdom Alliance."
Nine Sun Heavenly Sect? Fourth-Rank Patrol Envoy?
Everyone was bewildered. What was that? They had never even heard of it. What Nine Sun Heavenly Sect? What Patrol Envoy?
Ancestor Thousand Leaves exchanged a glance with Nine Lion and Ice Mist Venerable, and they all saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Although Ye Chonglou had traveled to many places, he had never left the Myriad Phenomena Domain. According to his memory, there was no such thing as the Nine Sun Heavenly Sect within the Myriad Phenomena Domain.
Seeing these Yuan Realm Venerables looking so clueless, Zuo Lan's face showed a contemptuous smile. He thought to himself, truly a group of pitiful frogs in a well.
Old Freak Zhuiyang sidled up and said with a fawning smile: "Lord Zuo Lan, these frogs in a well have lived in remote places for so long, how could they know the majesty of the Heavenly Sect? Summer insects cannot be spoken to of ice. For them, only forceful measures work. These cheap bones won't obediently submit unless you beat them into shape."
Although Zuo Lan came from a prestigious background, he was not as familiar with the situation in the Sixteen Kingdom Alliance as Old Freak Zhuiyang, and naturally, his understanding of these people was also not as deep.
Zuo Lan had originally intended to use the majesty of the Nine Sun Heavenly Sect to suppress everyone and awe them into submission.
But Old Freak Zhuiyang hoped Zuo Lan would take action, beat these old guys into shape, and preferably kill a few to make an example.
Upon hearing Old Freak Zhuiyang's shameless words, Ancestor Thousand Leaves and the others were filled with rage. This old freak Zhuiyang was not only shameless enough to let the wolf into the house but was also spouting such treasonous nonsense.
However, Zuo Lan's aura and strength were clearly superior to all the Ancestors.
Looking at his posture, he was obviously prepared.
"Let's speak plainly. The Sixteen Kingdom Alliance is now incorporated by my Nine Sun Heavenly Sect. Using the Purple Sun Sect as the foundation, we establish the Purple Light Branch Hall. Zhuiyang will temporarily hold the position of Hall Master. From now on, the term 'Sixteen Kingdom Alliance' no longer exists, and the Four Great Sects are also erased from the records. Here, there is only the Purple Light Branch Hall! You must all submit to the Purple Light Branch Hall. Those who submit will prosper; those who oppose will perish!"
Zuo Lan hailed from the Nine Sun Heavenly Sect and naturally possessed its majesty and imposing manner. His words were like an imperial edict, brooking no questioning.
"Now, if anyone here is unconvinced, you may step forward and speak."
Zuo Lan suddenly stepped forward, unleashing his entire aura. The pressure of the fourth level of the Yuan Realm instantly filled the void, causing the expressions of all the Yuan Realm Venerables present to change drastically.
The Spirit Realm martial artists nearby felt their breathing instantly become labored, as if a thousand tons of weight was pressing on their chests. Their faces flushed red, looking as if they might explode and die at any moment.
"Yuan force projected externally, an aura like sprawling earth—this is the Earth Yuan Realm!" Ye Chonglou exclaimed in a low voice, sighing, "No wonder a single sweep of his sleeve knocked me flying."
The strongest person present, Old Freak Zhuiyang, was only at the peak of the third level of the Yuan Realm.
Ancestor Thousand Leaves and Ancestor Nine Lion were both at the third level, Ice Mist Venerable was only at the peak of the second level, and Ye Chonglou, having just broken through, was at the first level.
In other words, whether at the first or third level, they were all merely in the Small Yuan Realm.
But this self-proclaimed Heavenly Sect envoy, Zuo Lan, was actually in the Earth Yuan Realm!
Although there was only one barrier between the Small Yuan Realm and the Earth Yuan Realm, the gap in strength was vast, like mountains apart.
Moreover, this Zuo Lan came from a major place like the Nine Sun Heavenly Sect. In every aspect of advantage, he far surpassed the Yuan Realm Venerables of this Sixteen Kingdom Alliance.
Zuo Lan's posture made it clear he intended to use force to suppress them.
If anyone was unconvinced, step forward!
Zuo Lan's gaze drifted casually past the few Yuan Realm Ancestors, and he smiled leisurely: "I am in the Earth Yuan Realm. If I use my strength to suppress you, you will surely feel I am using brute force, and your hearts will inevitably be unconvinced."
After saying this, Zuo Lan pointed lightly with his right hand towards the three grey-robed figures: "These three are my subordinates, also Patrol Envoys of the Heavenly Sect. Their cultivation has not broken through into the Yuan Realm. In our Heavenly Sect, they are considered bottom-tier existences."
Zuo Lan's gaze leisurely swept over the Spirit Realm powerhouses of the three great sects: "Spirit Realm against Spirit Realm. Pick anyone you like on the spot, one counts as one. As long as anyone can defeat these Spirit Realm martial artists of mine, today's matter still leaves room for negotiation. If no one can defeat my subordinates, then cooperate obediently. Remember, I don't want to kill anyone now, but that doesn't mean I won't kill!"
Spirit Realm against Spirit Realm—this demand wasn't too excessive.
If the three great sects felt it was unfair to face Zuo Lan, an Earth Yuan Realm expert, then within the three great sects, there were plenty of Spirit Realm peak experts, even Spirit King level cultivators.
The few Yuan Realm Venerables looked at each other, feeling extremely oppressed. The situation was already very clear; the opponent wasn't here specifically for the Treasure Tree Sect.
They were here for the three great sects.
Although they didn't know what the Nine Sun Heavenly Sect was, it was obvious none of them were willing to submit to others, bury their sects' foundations, and join some Purple Light Branch Hall to become subordinates of Old Freak Zhuiyang.
For the three great sects, this was the ultimate humiliation. They would rather fight to the death than join under Old Freak Zhuiyang's banner.