"Brother Tang, in my view, you might as well join our Iron Guard Army!"
Once He Bugui had made his intentions clear, he no longer kept things hidden and spoke very frankly, "Our Iron Guard Army, although encounters with second and third-rate Sects, can only concede!"
"But for small Sects like the Heavenly Poison Sect, we can still manage them, otherwise, wouldn't it be a loss of face for the Imperial Court!"
"The Imperial Court?" Lin Shaocong was taken aback, having assumed all along that the Cultivation World was just a loose sand, never expecting there to be an Imperial Court within it.
"Otherwise, what do you think? Even if the Immortal Emperor has his hands reaching into the heavens, how could he, as one person, suppress the entire Cultivation World for tens of millions of years!"
