The tens of thousands of people looked at the stage with eager eyes as they heard these words. They were waiting for the leaders of the top ten sects to appear.
The two hundred people who were originally sitting on the stage also immediately stood up to show their respect.
Soon after, ten extraordinary figures descended from the sky amidst the sound of heavenly music. They had the demeanor of immortals. They were calm and composed as they slowly walked towards the center of the stage.
Zhao Yun's surroundings were in a commotion. Excited whispers converged into a heated clamor.
"Look, the Taoist priest in the middle is the most powerful of the top ten sects — the Lingyun Temple's Master Ziwei. His bearing is really extraordinary."
"That yellow-robed Taoist priest is the Tenshidō's Master Zhang, Zhang Shentong. Next to him is the Mount Shu Sect's Master, the Mistress of the Red Sunset House, Su Fangfei. "
"Wow, Shui Yue Nunnery's Great Master Lingsu is really beautiful. It's a pity that she has become a nun."
"Pity my ass. She's a peerless expert. What can you do even if she isn't a nun? Look at your stupid face. Chu Bi Rou of the Wonderful Sound Sect hasn't become a nun. She's a middle-aged woman. Her charm is moving. Why don't you go and chase after her? "
"Brother Cheng, don't harm me! Won't the disciples of the Wonderful Sound Sect kill me if they hear this? "
Zhao Yun remained calm and collected. She sized up the Qinglong Temple's Abbot, Master Shenying; Mo Men's Master, Xu Lianghu; Beast Hall's Master, Luo Laisheng; Tangmen's Matriarch, Tang Tianxin; and Chirumen's Master, Wang Yasheng. She couldn't help but admire them in her heart, "These ten people are floating in the air. They have a noble demeanor. They have a tall and straight aura. They're worthy of being ranked among the top ten sects.
The host of this year's Conference of Ten Thousand Immortals, Ferocious Beast Hall Master Luo Lai Shengxuan, stood proudly in the middle of the stage. He cupped his hands and greeted the audience, "It is the honor of the Ferocious Beast Hall and the Immortal Grove to come to the Sky Wind Valley to discuss a grand plan. The reception in the Beast Hall is simple and crude. I hope that everyone will be magnanimous enough to forgive us. "
Jun Shuke called out, "Brother-in-law, this old man Luo's face is glowing with health. I heard that he's already seventy or eighty years old, but I didn't expect him to still look so young. Did he practice the art of plucking deer antlers, artifact remnants, and bear gall?"
Zhao Yun could not help but find it funny and said, "When one reaches a certain level of cultivation, it is impossible to tell one's age from one's appearance. If it weren't for the fact that you said the wrong thing, I would have thought you were an old monster in your forties or fifties. "
Jun Shuke curled his lips and said, "Brother-in-law, I think you're just jealous of my handsomeness. Hehe, now that you're disfigured, I'm sure you're unhappy about it. You're even taking the opportunity to make up stories about me. "
At this time, they heard Luo Laisheng say, "Fellow Daoists, please take your seats."
The other nine people said in unison, "Thank you for your trouble, Fellow Daoist." They still took their seats.
At this time, even though there were ten thousand people present, not a single person dared to utter a single word of gossip. They all kept their mouths shut and held their breaths as they waited. Once they heard that this year's Immortal Grove Assembly was going to discuss the great plan of alliance that concerned the Immortal Grove for the next three years.
Luo Laisheng also sat down at the main seat and said in a clear voice, "Originally, the Myriad Immortal Assembly is held once every three years, and everyone is familiar with it. But right now, a great crisis is approaching the Immortal Grove. It concerns the Immortal Grove's future structure and concerns everyone's fate. Therefore, the ten of us have decided to make an exception and hold the Myriad Immortal Assembly in advance to discuss a good plan to solve this problem together with everyone. "
"Just what kind of great crisis is it that even the Sect Masters of the Ten Great Sects feel that it's troublesome?"
Everyone had this question in their hearts, but they didn't dare to voice it out, quietly waiting for Luo Laisheng to continue.
Zhao Yun had a faint guess in her heart, and even faintly felt a trace of uneasiness. She calmed her mind and said inwardly, "What does the Immortal Grove crisis have to do with me? Moreover, when the second phase of the Young Heroes Assembly is held, everyone's gazes will be focused on the martial arts stage. At that time, I can move freely and go find Luo Yihong and Ling Ye Lai to explain it clearly."
Luo Laisheng and the nine people present glanced at each other before he said, "I presume that many people present have heard that not long ago, there was a bizarre dream in the Northern Sea Wasteland."
Immediately, impatient and forcefully suppressed voices sounded out in a low voice, "Could it be a dream in the wasteland? I heard that Manjushri Cheng Gongdao sent out hero invitations and used the Sacred Blood Pearl as bait to lure hundreds of heroes into the dreamland to take risks. But the result was that no one obtained the Sacred Blood Pearl, and they only made a trip for nothing. But what does this have to do with the great crisis? "
Someone near him immediately asked, "Old Brother, what is this dream in the wasteland that you spoke of, and what is the Sacred Blood Pearl?"
Luo Laisheng seemed to have seen the doubts in everyone's hearts, and immediately explained the incident roughly. He only omitted the tragic death of the Tenshidō Talisman Emperor Zhang Yunda before he continued, "At that time, although the ten great sects sensed that something was amiss, they sent a small number of people to investigate, but Manjushri had a reputation for fairness, so they didn't particularly guard against him. Who would have thought that he was actually fooled by others, which led to this disaster. Hateful."
Many people below the stage already unconsciously mocked in their hearts, "Why are the ten great sect masters so timid?! Those Seven Mad Emperors said that they would unify the Immortal Grove three years later. It's clearly just a fool's dream, ravings and crazy ravings. To think that the ten great sect masters are still so timid, it's really funny. There are more than tens of millions of cultivators in the Immortal Grove. Even the powerful and powerful Demon Realm can't take a step into the Immortal Grove after being entangled with the Immortal Grove for a thousand years. Even if the Seven Mad Emperors are more powerful, how can they unify the Immortal Grove with the strength of one person? Besides, the dream in the wasteland has already passed for some time, and the Immortal Grove has always been peaceful. There has never been a trace of the Seven Mad Emperors, so why is it worth worrying like this? "
Zhao Yun was alarmed in her heart, and the scenes of the past instantly returned to her mind. It was still vivid in her mind, and she was still shocked, "Why are the ten great sects acting like they are facing a great enemy? Could it be that what the Seven Mad Emperors said that day wasn't just crazy ravings? And what is the meaning of what he said to me? "
Luo Laisheng's eyes flashed, and he took in everyone's expressions. His face revealed a solemn expression, and he said solemnly, "Everyone's reaction has long been within our expectations. To tell the truth, if not for Daoist Brother Ziwei's reminder, we also wouldn't have known that the great calamity of doomsday is already imminent. Daoist Brother Ziwei, please explain the cause and effect of this. "
Ziwei got up from his seat, bowed first, and then said neither hurriedly nor slowly, "The name of the Seven Mad Emperors, I was originally ignorant of it too. I only thought that this person spoke wildly about bringing disaster to the world and was not worth worrying about. In a few days, this matter faded away. Suddenly, one day, in our temple's Alchemy Book Pavilion, I accidentally flipped through a Daoist scripture and unexpectedly saw the records of the Seven Mad Emperors. According to what the book said, this Seven Mad Emperors were the demon emperors from several thousand years ago. Because they vainly attempted to subvert the Heavenly Dao and competed with Vast Heaven, they bathed the land of the Central Plains in blood and massacred millions of cultivators. In the end, it was still Righteous Immortal Vast Heaven who came forward and subdued this demon, suppressing him in an illusionary realm, forever unable to escape. Although there was no record of this in the Immortal Grove Calendar, since the dream in the wasteland did indeed exist, and the Seven Mad Emperors came into being once again, then what this Daoist scripture said was extremely likely to be true. Thus, I hurriedly carried out a discussion with the other nine sect masters. Everyone agreed that it was better to believe it was true than not. Only by taking precautions and making plans early can we eliminate the crisis into nothingness. "
Jun Shuke asked in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, I heard that you also personally experienced the dream in the wasteland at that time. Are these Seven Mad Emperors really so arrogant? Isn't this too inconceivable? "
Zhao Yun said, "The Seven Mad Emperors are indeed arrogant, but they're very straightforward and magnanimous. They have an emperor's might. As far as my intuition is concerned, he indeed doesn't seem to be boasting."
Yet another kind of doubt arose in his heart. "Why didn't Ziwei mention a word about the connection between the Seven Mad Emperors and the bewitching stone stele? Why did he deliberately overlook that I also have a stone stele in my body that's almost identical to the Seven Mad Emperors? Could it be that he won't consider this kind of clear and thorough association? "
At this time, Luo Laisheng continued, "We speculate that the reason why the Seven Mad Emperors haven't come out must be because they want to first heal their injured bodies that have been suppressed for a thousand years, so that they can return to the peak of their strength. Therefore, the purpose of this Assembly of Ten Thousand Immortals is to discuss how to turn the tables and defeat the Seven Mad Emperors in one fell swoop before the three-year agreement is up, so as to ensure the eternal peace of Immortal Grove. Everyone, please offer your advice and offer your thoughts to Immortal Grove. "
Everyone couldn't help but think, "Looking at the dignified expressions of the ten great sect masters, it seems that the Seven Mad Emperors really do exist. But our words carry little weight. Although we're asked to offer suggestions, it's probably just empty words, just for show. They are the big shots of Immortal Grove, their knowledge and experience are outstanding. The Seven Mad Emperors' main threat is their power and status. Everything will be decided by the ten great sect masters. "
According to the practice of the previous Assembly of Ten Thousand Immortals, the first stage of sitting down and discussing Dao was nothing more than the ten great sects putting forward a proposal that had already been formulated long ago and informing everyone. The ten great sects united their forces in Immortal Grove long ago covered the sky with one hand. Even if there were people who didn't follow the rules, the arms couldn't resist the thighs and brought disaster to themselves in vain.
The crowd that was originally whispering to each other immediately became silent, and tens of thousands of eyes looked at the ten great sect masters together.
But everyone waited and waited, yet the ten people sitting on the martial arts stage were as quiet as a virgin. Each and every one of them was deep in thought, calm and unruffled in the midst of chaos, not a single word of advice.
The tens of thousands of people present looked at each other in dismay. This kind of awkward situation originally wouldn't appear in the Assembly of Ten Thousand Immortals at all. "Could it be that even the ten great sect masters have no way to deal with this future great crisis?"
Soon, an incense stick's worth of time had passed. As the host, Luo Laisheng already felt that everyone's eyes were fixed on his face. Even if his self-cultivation was extremely good, he also felt an invisible pressure. He could only open his mouth and say, "Since the Seven Mad Emperors came out of the Great Desolate Illusion Realm, they haven't shown the slightest trace of their whereabouts. The enemy is in the dark, while we are in the light. This Luo is not talented, and it is indeed difficult for me to come up with a good plan for the time being. Fellow Daoists, do you have any good ideas? Let's discuss it together. "
But the other nine sect masters still acted as if they didn't hear it, still sitting in silence.
The whispers in the field suddenly increased, and everyone was dumbfounded. "What the hell is this! The ten great sects have always been of the same breath and branch. Why are they so silent now, without any tacit understanding? Not to mention other things, Hall Master Luo has already asked, but he didn't get any response. Isn't this not giving Hall Master Luo face at all?! "
Jun Shuke also couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Hehe, I didn't expect the ten great sect masters to become wooden fish. Each and every one of them is dull, being made helpless by the Seven Mad Emperors. Really funny."
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