Yang Fei hummed softly and sighed lightly.
"No matter what kind of alliance it is, over time, if no one upholds justice, it will inevitably be forgotten. The Witch King should have been a member of the Dragon Chant Temple Parliament, but the Witch King he..."
At this point, Yang Fei stopped talking. Nuannuan understood his implication and sighed too.
"You're right, the Witch King has passed away, and the whereabouts of the other parliamentarians are unknown. Who would care about the Dragon Chant Temple alliance from back then?"
Yang Fei nodded: "That's right, unless the Martial God reappears, with his dominance, no one would dare to defy the alliance."
"The alliance needs strong power to maintain, otherwise, it's just a piece of paper."
Yang Fei recalled the stolen sacred object of the Wu Clan, feeling curious.
"Nuannuan, the purpose of the Immortal Race starting this war is to seize your sacred object. Do you know what the sacred object is?"
"The Crystal Skull!"
