Han Zhao flicked his sleeve and the martial artists who were originally shouting in unison instantly quietened down.
They moved in unison as if they had practiced it beforehand.
The martial artists looked at Han Zhao as if they were on a pilgrimage.
From today onwards, martial artists had a home and a direction to move forward!
"Killing is to protect life. Cutting off one's karma is not cutting off one's life. Martial artists and aristocratic families should not fight to the death. It's not impossible to coexist peacefully. What do you think?"
Han Zhao looked at the higher-ups of the aristocratic families in front of him and smiled faintly.
"Fellow Daoist Han is right," the two ancestors of the Ji family agreed.
"That's how it should be." Cao Mengxuan nodded.
"Fellow Daoist Han, if you hold the sect establishment ceremony, I want to go and celebrate. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Han will welcome me." Qi Qingchan smiled and bowed.
