After several rounds of negotiation, the territories of the nineteen kingdoms of the Eastern Wilderness had finally been delineated. Unless notified by an Immortal Sect, the royal armies of each kingdom would not step outside their own realms.
"May I ask who the esteemed Immortal Master is?"
The person speaking to Jiang Zong Heng, seated first on Zhao Zheng's left-hand side, was an old man wrapped in a golden belt—an imposing figure who was likely the head of the assembled ministers.
"If you are from the royal family of Rock Country, then you should all know of Northern Abyss City."
As soon as Jiang Zong Heng's words fell, everyone present nodded their heads in agreement.
After all, whenever they had children of the appropriate age, a cultivator from Northern Abyss City would come to measure their Spiritual Roots.
