Landing in the Fantastic World

"Soon, the Land of Divine Origin will welcome a great catastrophe. If we are still a bunch of loose sand, I'm afraid the entire Land of Divine Origin will no longer exist." Loong Yaotian stood up and said in a deep voice.    

"A catastrophe?"    

Everyone in the hall was stunned. It had been so many years in Land of Divine Origin. Apart from some conflicts between the various sects and powers, there had never been a catastrophe.    

These words were truly frightening. However, in front of Loong Yaotian, they naturally wouldn't say anything to refute it.    

Mu Yu fell into deep thought. The catastrophe that Loong Yaotian mentioned reminded him of the evil race that he had encountered in southeast border.    

If that race really invaded Land of Divine Origin, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was a catastrophe.    

At this time, Loong Yaotian walked to the entrance of the hall and looked into the distance. He said in a serious tone, "Of course, if you don't want to join the alliance, I won't force you."    

His dignified aura spread out, "But when the catastrophe arrives, don't blame the alliance for not protecting you."    

The scene instantly became somewhat solemn.    

Most of the people were rejecting the alliance, but if they refused, they were afraid that they would offend the Chaotian Palace and Loong Yaotian. This was not something they could bear.    

"You can discuss this matter with the sect before replying to me. The alliance will be officially established two months later." Loong Yaotian said.    

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. This matter had to be considered carefully. It was not so easy to make a decision.    

Next, the music rose again. The dancer also started to dance. The atmosphere of the scene became cheerful once again.    

Everyone went up to offer their gifts. These people were the leaders of first-rate forces, and they had quite a few good treasures in their hands.    

All kinds of divine pills, treasures, and even spirit artifacts of the ninth grade and above were too much for the eyes to take in.    

Second senior brother also presented the gifts on behalf of Sacred Institute. Compared to the other powers, the gifts from Sacred Institute were very simple. It was a palm-sized longevity stone, and it seemed to be dim in comparison to the other gifts.    

Seeing this, the people from the other sects looked at Mu Yu and the others with disdain.    

To think that he would bring out such an ordinary item during the birthday banquet of the Dragon Palace Lord. He really didn't want to lose face.    

Loong Yaotian didn't take a second look at the gift. After all the gifts were presented, he said faintly, "Today, in my birthday banquet, I will choose one of the three Young Palace Lords to be the successor of the Palace Lord. I hope everyone can bear witness to this."    

Xiuyuan's Young Palace Lord and the murderous Wild Tide Young Palace Lord's eyes emitted a bright glow. They were filled with fighting spirit. They were determined to obtain the position of the successor of the Palace Lord.    

"It is our honor to be able to witness this historical moment." Many people praised one after another.    

"Yes." Loong Yaotian nodded his head in satisfaction and said, "As a person who can lead the Chaotian Palace, it is necessary to have a strong cultivation base."    

"Therefore, I will pay attention to the cultivation base of the three Young Palace Lords. Yue Er, Xiuyuan, Chao Feng, the three of you come out."    

After Loong Yaotian finished speaking, a blurry shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes. Xiuyuan appeared in the middle of the hall like a ghost. His terrifying movement technique was astonishing.    

"Bang!"    

Immediately after that, a violent explosion was heard. Wild Waves also stepped out. Under his feet, there were shocking cracks, like a god of war looking down on everyone. Terrifying and powerful killing intent filled the entire hall.    

The Sect Leader of the various sects also nodded their heads. This wild wave seemed to be born for the sake of fighting. Its true combat strength was probably far beyond his cultivation.