The Alan Territory had been completely destroyed that night.
Now it lay in ruins, the original mountains and hills reduced to a basin.
Yet atop these ruins, various masters had gathered at this moment.
Their eyes were all fixed on a cave.
The cave was artificially created, and Tai Sui sat quietly within, without a trace of movement.
Outside the cave, Wan Kai, Alan, Luo Yan, and others stood guard, preventing entry.
Even the largest local bigshot, Bull King... was blocked from entering.
"Heh, the Holy Spirit Society has just risen, and they don't even know their own last name?"
"We, the Three Kingdoms Nine Cities, filled with renowned True Dragons, have come, and yet Tai Sui refuses even to meet us? What's the meaning of this?"
"Is this an attempt to rise and then be annihilated? Without the recognition of our major forces, regardless of how splendidly Tai Sui fights, there's only one path to ruin!"
There were many strong forces present, and their numbers continued to grow.
