At this moment, the clans were none the wiser that of the Xintian Legion which they disdained, twenty-odd people were already standing before Xu Yangyi in the branch’s master hall.

“Branch Master.” The slightest trace of respect was absent from a young cultivator’s face. There was only unrestrainable anxiety. “Connections are already finished! What are we going to do next! Your immediate command!”

He could no longer manage respect. His heart was now as restless as an inferno! One late step might spell their deaths here! 

Yet waiting for Xu Yangyi here were the resignation letters of all the legions under command! After waiting so long, the branch master hadn’t arrived or replied. None of them could wait, composing orderly and clear-cut missives. All of them were applications to quit being a legion commander!

From A-rank above to C-rank below, there was no exception! A position that left one envious in the eyes of ordinary cultivators was now incomparable with the preciousness of life. Apart from a thick stack of resignation letters and a warehouse of middle-grade spirit stones, there was nothing else.

“Return to your posts.” Xu Yangyi’s expression was motionless, and he gently waved his hand. All the resignation letters transformed into flying ash. “Get ready… to commence total war with the four great clans!”

“Fellow Daoist Xu!” Just as Xu Yangyi’s voice fell, a cultivator...