"Everyone here is wise, and you should all be clear about the current situation. I'm sure you've all heard about the news from Mount Shu by now. Qingcheng Mountain's Taixu Pavilion is a benchmark sect, yet now it has burned down in an instant, its disciples' fates unknown, without a single survivor left behind. Although I am not considered to be an upright person, and deep down everyone looks down on someone like me to some extent, under these circumstances, do you still plan to continue as before?"
Red Demon spoke politely, gesturing with his hand as someone immediately handed him a booklet behind him, "Our entire Central Plains has seventeen worldly sects and nineteen reclusive sects, and those are just the notable ones, each with a history spanning over a thousand years. I'm right about this, aren't I, elders?"
There was silence among those seated, but the atmosphere was oppressively heavy.
