In the valley, among a forest of green and brown maple leaves.
Here, more than a dozen houses were built with trees, and inside the largest house, over a dozen strong men were seated.
The aura of these strong men was formidable, at least experts at the Refining Organ Realm.
"Priest, with your strength and that of your subordinates being so mighty, why not take direct action? If you had, we wouldn't have lost so many brothers!"
The man to the left said discontentedly.
"Exactly, and didn't you say you could provide talismans, so we could form a military formation like the city guard? Where are the talismans? We haven't seen them yet."
"Always making us do the work without benefits, that's unreasonable, isn't it?"
Everyone spoke up, venting their dissatisfaction.
Back then, this group dressed in black and red robes, with strange decorations painted on their faces, entered Lion Valley, claiming the name of the Nine Nether Sect and recruiting followers.
