"Fellow Daoists of Yan Nan, the Demon Race is harassing the Great Marsh. As Cultivators, taking demon heads and eradicating evil is our duty! Now that this grand ceremony is convened, all who slay demons and render meritorious service may enter the Medicine Pavilion to request Immortal Pills!"
At the center of the Magic Altar, City Lord Mo Changsheng, white hair and black beard, spoke with a voice like a great bell, his sound shaking a hundred miles.
Cultivators from both sides stepped forward, offering up a scroll that soared into the sky. The wind and clouds changed yet again in midair, and under the gaze of tens of thousands of Cultivators, it unfurled in the void. On the decree faintly floated the shadow of a great Divine Cauldron.
This decree recorded the various rewards for demon slaying.
Mo Changsheng's gaze swept past the countless young geniuses below whose expressions burned with fervor. Stroking the black beard at his chest, he raised his voice a few degrees:
