"Zhao Guang, this can only be submitted to the Ancestral Masters if all our Sub-Halls agree!"
"I already told you rules can be changed. Hu Jing, stop causing trouble. Otherwise, our Dao Guang Hall will declare a Hall Battle on your Thunderlight Hall!"
Zhao Guang's gaze was sharp as he spoke. In recent years, the Thunderlight Hall had advanced by leaps and bounds. With ample resources, their momentum was soaring. However, the Dao Guang Hall's strength was not to be underestimated. Furthermore, Zhao Guang had used his family connections to acquire numerous Magical Artifacts, bolstering his own faction. If a battle really broke out, the victor would be hard to predict.
Zhao Guang was forcing their hand.
"Senior Brother Zhao, we are all Holy Hall Disciples. Shouldn't we be united at a time like this?"
