Great Heavenly Venerate Rubble's gaze was fixed on Luo Yunyang. Although he didn't display his mighty aura, the air of an eighth-level Heavenly Venerate was still far-reaching.
"I'm not afraid to tell you the reason. It is to survive!"
Great Heavenly Venerate Rubble's words were a tad sorrowful. "Our Patriarch wouldn't last another Yuanhui."
A Yuanhui was a very long period of time. For most ordinary human tribes, it was simply a period of time that could only be imagined.
However, for Almighties, especially those from large sects like the Rising Sky Feather Sect, a Yuanhui was too short.
"Without the support of an Almighty, the Rising Sky Feather Sect would be like a piece of meat waiting to be gobbled up."
"You are sect-less. As long as you enter Hong Meng Sacred Hall, your chances of becoming an Almighty will be very high. Therefore, you are worthy of our selection."
