The silence enveloped the venue. Even Mo Qingsha fell in thoughts.
Personally he hated spatial cultivators with passion, but the old witch had a point – two elemental lords was incredibly powerful force. Even Celestial Abyss had only a handful.
The question about the assimilation of another sect in his eyes was a laughable matter. Obviously it was normal for anyone to do. Thousands of new subordinates meant mountains of resources in yearly tribute. The decision was clear.
Elder Wang's nostrils flared. He barely stood, supporting himself on the table, or maybe he was using it to hold himself back. His old friend, Elder Luo, stood next to him, his hand on the sword. But everyone, Mo Qingsha, elders and even junior elders knew the two had to calm down. They had been outplayed.
"It's fine, old man." Lunax suddenly spoke. Despite the reaction, he was completely calm.
He said, "Let's put our past behind us and work together for the brighter future!"
