In the main hall of Master Xuan Yang, the atmosphere was as heavy as it could get.
Within the Sect, fierce arguments erupted once again.
The conservative Elders, led by Elder Zhou, all looked despondent.
"Sect Leader! We absolutely cannot do this!"
"The Tianqing Sword Sect, the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, these are entities we cannot afford to provoke!"
"If we insist on opening the Star Gate, we will surely become the target of all! At that time, our Qingyun Sect will face utter destruction!"
"In my opinion, we should... perhaps hand over the Star Map, or at least agree to let them send members to participate, in exchange for the Sect's safety!"
"That's right! Knowing when to adapt makes one a wise man! We cannot ruin the millenary foundation of the Sect over a momentary impulse!"
These Elders were thoroughly scared out of their wits.
Faced with external pressure, the first thing they thought of was not resistance, but compromise and concession.
"Enough!"
