The crowd was greatly shaken, fearing that in the near future, a tremendous upheaval might occur in the Martial Arts World.
"Are you willing to join the alliance?" As everyone was lost in thought, Jiang Yinan spoke again, his voice becoming stern.
The crowd was startled, glancing at the Divine Monk Beituo, who still had his eyes half-closed, seemingly indifferent to worldly affairs. Without any hesitation, they nodded.
"We agree!"
What a joke, with a terrifying existence like the Divine Monk Beituo joining them, how could the Southern Emperor possibly stand against them? They were bound to win!
And by that time, due to their ties with the Eight Great Sects, they would rise steadily, climbing to a high position in the Martial Arts World.
"Hehe, Southern Emperor, just wait for your doom," many sneered.
