Sikong Lan's expression changed several times once again.
He turned to glance at his army, who were also looking at him.
Sikong Lan's mind was racing as he transmitted a message to the leaders of each Sect.
"If you are scattered, would you still follow my orders if needed?"
"Rest assured, Brother Sikong, we are all new Sects, having snatched a bite to eat from those old Sects, so we must stick together!"
With this assurance, Sikong Lan felt more at ease.
If they talked about righteousness, Sikong Lan would never trust them.
But when it came to profit, especially the shared interest of taking food from the mouths of the old Sects, Sikong Lan believed them.
After all, these Sects were all newly established, unwilling to be restricted by the old Sects, with a desire for independence, which is why they aligned with the Cyan Profound Immortal Sect and formed an alliance.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you for now, make sure to calm the people below."
