The moment Wu Wang took a seat beside Liu Baiyi, the atmosphere within the valley instantly shifted.
The middle-aged men and women, who had previously been standing slightly towards the back, now moved a bit further forward, each appearing much more spirited than before.
The White Jade Seal, the Yan Emperor's command, had already been put away by Wu Wang.
To the side, Vice Pavilion Master Wang Jian maintained his bowing posture, his forehead glistening with sweat, his eyes somewhat vacant.
He knew his path at the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion had come to an end. If he could retire peacefully to a secondary role, it would only be because Master Liu remembered their past connection and rewarded him with a post guarding the ancient coffin to delay his end.
The majority of those elders who had dedicated themselves in the Southeastern Region were outstanding figures of their time; not just anyone could form the foundation of the Human Domain.
