The disciple from the Soul Race hesitated for a moment, but noticing Meng Fenggu nodding at him, he relaxed as well.

Immediately, he puffed out his chest, raised his head, and said with a weighty tone, "This humble officer, Yu Jin, vows to eternally smoke, drink, and perm hair for Dung Beetle!"

His voice boomed like a great bell, deafeningly loud.

Dung Beetle's face lit up with joy.

This was the feeling he wanted; wasn't this how the game was supposed to be played?

Well done!

After feeling thoroughly satisfied, Dung Beetle then turned around and walked towards the Great Inventor. "Let's go, let's go back. I'm thoroughly satisfied with this outing!"

The Great Inventor rolled his eyes and turned to say, "Sect Leader Meng, please forgive me; my junior brother here is a bit odd in the head."

"Hahaha, it's fine, they are young after all. This behavior isn't really harmful!"

Meng Fenggu gestured expansively and said with a smile, "In the future, I hope you all can visit us often. Our Great Dream Immortal Sect will always welcome you!"

The Heavenly Dao Oath was now irrevocable. However, Meng Fenggu saw in the Profound Yellow Sect a chance to break the current impasse.

The Profound Yellow Sect… Perhaps it was their Great Dream Immortal Sect's opportunity to rise even further!

After sending off the disciples from the Profound Yellow Sect, Meng Fenggu immediately convened his own disciples. He distributed Communication Rings to them and then explained how to use them.

Many disciples from the Great Dream Immortal Sect already knew how to use Communication Rings. They had greatly envied the Profound Yellow Sect for them in the past.

Now, they could finally have their own Communication Rings.

Of course, with many disciples and few rings, the Inner Sect Disciples naturally received one each, while the Outer Sect Disciples could only look on with longing.

Even though there were still quite a few Communication Rings remaining, Meng Fenggu's intention was clear: only exceptionally performing disciples would be granted one.

This also served as a powerful incentive for the Outer Sect Disciples!

Each disciple was brimming with motivation.

The disciple from the Soul Race also received a Communication Ring and curiously inspected the patterns on it.

These were patterns he had never seen before, not even recorded in any of their clan's literature.

The Profound Yellow Sect, huh?

Thinking of those disciples who were only at the Golden Core Realm, he couldn't help but frown.

"Alright, everyone, back to your cultivation. If anything comes up, contact your Master or an Elder directly using the Communication Ring!"

Meng Fenggu waved his sleeves and retreated with the other Elders to the Great Hall.

The disciple from the Soul Race glanced at those around him, then took out his Flying Boat Spiritual Artifact and immediately headed toward the Soul Race Territory.

The Soul Race Territory was some distance from the Great Dream Immortal Sect; the journey by Flying Boat alone took a full day.

The entire Soul Race Territory was nestled in a frigid, gloomy region amidst thousands of great mountains. The bone-piercing coldness of the place deterred outsiders from even approaching. Yet it was in such an environment that the unique Soul Race had been born.

Soul Shaking Heaven, Patriarch of the Soul Race, was currently discussing matters with his clansmen.

"Patriarch, we can no longer sit idly by! The Human Race is far too oppressive—they occupy so much territory, why can't they allocate a suitable region for our clan?"

"The Great Dream Immortal Sect, the leader of the Southern Continent, just sits by and watches all this happen! It's utterly infuriating, such excessive bullying!"

"To think we provide them with numerous Spiritual Fruits unique to our clan each year! We even send our most talented clan members to their sect for cultivation, and this is how they treat us?"

"Patriarch, if we continue to swallow our pride like this, our Soul Race may genuinely vanish from this world!"

The members of the Soul Race argued intensely.

Patriarch Soul Shaking Heaven's expression was grim. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "There's no rush. I have already contacted the Demon Race in the Eastern Region. In a few days, the Inter-Provincial Teleportation Array will be constructed. Then, the Great Dream Immortal Sect will no longer dictate terms in the Southern Continent."

Hearing these words, the members of the Soul Race calmed down, each letting out a sigh of relief.

The Demon Race was the dominant power in the Eastern Region, where Human Race influence was almost non-existent.

The power of the Demon Race was formidable, far beyond the Great Dream Immortal Sect's capacity to resist.

With the Demon Race's assistance, the Southern Continent was bound to have a new ruler.

"Patriarch, Soul Faint has returned from the Great Dream Immortal Sect with news," a member of the Soul Race rushed over and said urgently from the doorway. "He also mentioned he has acquired a treasure and would like you, Patriarch, to take a look."

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