My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like pouring a basin of cold water into boiling oil, and the entire Jietian Hall exploded.

The third elder in the crowd angrily slammed the table and stood up, saying with a sullen face, "This is ridiculous!"

"Who is our Jietian Sect? We are one of the five major forces in the Void Realm, and only others have ever become our subordinates. When will it be our turn to bow down to others?"

This statement instantly triggered a cheer from the crowd.

As one of the five most powerful forces in the Void Realm, such an identity does not allow them to lower their proud heads.

"Ning Xiao, with this proposal, where does it put my Jietian Sect? What are your intentions?"

The third elder looked directly at the first elder and even called out his name, which showed how shocked and angry he was.

Facing the criticism from the crowd, the Great Elder Ning Xiao had a blank expression on his face. When he made this suggestion, he had anticipated this situation.

But he said indifferently: "The Third Elder can teach me, what should I do with my Jietian Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the Third Elder's furious expression froze for a moment, but he quickly waved his hand and said, "Anything is fine, but you can't become a subordinate."

Logically, no one could accept this proposal.

Of course, even if some people cannot accept it, there are still some people who are thinking in the same direction.

"The strong prey on the weak! The weak rely on the strong. This is the law of nature for survival. I think this proposal is worth considering."

However, as soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted a wave of rebuttals: "It is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix!"

"If we really surrender to the Fengyu Sect and become its affiliate, it would be better to hand over the disciples who can enter the Heavenly Dao Ranking to the Wendao Sect. In exchange for the sect's safety, we can also maintain the sect's transcendence."

An elder shook his head: "That's not the way to say it."

"If you really hand over your disciples, the backbone of our Jietian Sect will be bent from now on."

"And how can the Fengyu Sect be compared to the Dao Sect? Putting aside their strength, their strength is truly astonishing. With over ten thousand Xiantian Dao bodies, the entire Void Realm, no, the entire 3,000 regions of Zhongzhou, will probably belong to the Fengyu Sect in the future."

"It's not shameful to be affiliated with a sect like this."

You say something to everyone, and I say something.

Divided into two factions.

One faction believed that they could consider becoming affiliated with the Fengyu Sect, while the other held the opposite view.

Neither side could convince the other.

Sect Leader Fang Changtian looked at the people arguing below, rubbed his brows, and felt a headache.

At this moment, the Jietian Hall was extremely lively and bustling, just like a vegetable market.

At this moment, a sound like thunder exploded in the hall.

"What's the point of making so much noise?"

As soon as these words came out, all other voices were suppressed instantly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thin figure slowly approaching in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He was hunched over, looked very old, and his face was a little pale. He coughed from time to time and looked like an extremely old man.

However, no one dared to underestimate this old man.

This is simply because he is the founder of the Jie Tian Sect and the mainstay of the entire sect.

An existence who created countless legends and led the Jie Tian Sect to glory.

"Ancestor, why are you here?"

When they saw the person coming, everyone stopped arguing and came forward to greet him.

Ye Wujun snorted coldly: "Could it be that this old man is still unable to attend the sect meeting?"

As he spoke, he walked straight into the dark red tall door with dragon, golden and phoenix patterns.

Fang Changtian stepped forward immediately and helped him onto the sect leader's seat.

He said with a worried look on his face, "It would be best if the old man could come out and take charge of the situation. But I'm worried about your injuries, old man."

"It's just a minor injury. It won't kill me!"

Ye Wujun's originally stern expression softened.

He sat upright on the first seat, then glanced at everyone present.