Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

If they knew that Dyon had had to face Pseudo-Dao level characters near the furthest outer edges of the battlefield and still hadn't dared to begin conquering deeper within, they'd understand with even deeper certainty just how necessary this meeting was.

If their Clans and Sects didn't band together… They didn't stand a chance.

"I see you've all begun to understand." Apollos nodded with satisfaction.

"The reason you've all been called here is because even Little Varun's Star Clan has no real certainty in defending alone. He wants to form an unprecedented alliance, one that bands the whole of the Tower Quadrants together against a common enemy."

It took the crowd far too long to realize that the 'Little Varun' this toddler was referring to was actually King Star!

"And I assume you mean for us to join the banner of your Star Clan and follow your orders?"

The voice was quite gentle, but it had a powerful, imposing aura behind it, one that made even King Star stiffen slightly.

When he sent a gaze over, he raised his awareness by several notches. The Dragons truly should never be forgotten. They had hardly any Faith of their own, but even the outer powers didn't dare to touch them. Their so-called number second rank was nothing more than a farce.

The leader of the might Golden Dragon Clan, Dragon King Aurum, spoke with a slightly amused tone. He didn't actually seem to be trying to antagonize either King Star or Apollos, it was just that his imposing aura naturally stifled the aura of others. His golden hair seemed to tremble upon his shoulders as though even it was afraid of him.

"Your help has been very much appreciated, Sir Apollos. I will take it from here."

King Star returned to his seat and Apollos seemingly vanished from thin air. He had yet to reveal any substantial information about the Ancient Battlefield, but King Star wasn't such a giving person that he'd hand everything away without receiving something in return. It was already enough that the weaker Clans felt they had learned a great deal. He didn't expect to fully gain the loyalty of these top Clans and Sects.

"We of the Star Clan have already thought this far. Since we also need your help, we wouldn't dream of taking advantage of you all like this.

"We've designed a leadership structure that will revolve around our youths. Although Sir Apollos has yet to explain in any real depth for reason you likely already understand, it is enough for you to know that the youths play a very important role in turning our Faith up from its current downward trend…

"… The Tower Quadrants are too large and we of the Star Clan don't have any experience in controlling such a vast number of quadrants, even if we wanted to.

"Instead, this task will be decided by the amount of merits the youths can provide. We will host a training program that will be supported by the resources of our Star Clan. This will be our show of good faith.

"I will describe our plan of action now. Should you have any objections, feel free to interject."

Though some below were confused as to why the Sapientia weren't here, they buried their thoughts deeply. Since the top 9 Clans and Sects hadn't said a word about it, they could only remain silent. Since they had said nothing, it definitely wasn't their turn to.

"The first stage of the Ancient Battlefield's descent is barred by age. This threshold is 1000 years, as such, it will be our marker as well. Geniuses at and below 890 years old have the right to participate in the coming training program."

Seeing the confused stares, King Star smiled.

"Sir Apollos has calculated the exact time of descent for us. Though according to astrologers, the time is nigh, the truth is the battlefield won't be descending for another 110 years. If this wasn't the case, I would never allow you all to travel so far for so long."

The Clan heads finally nodded inwardly. Finally something that made sense. If it was such a time sensitive issue, how could King Star allow them to waste ten years in this way?

"After some delegation, our Star Clan believes that the best way to effectively use our number is to split us into quadrants near one another.

"You may still be wondering why it is I made you travel so far. The simple answer is that those who couldn't make it here today have no right to sit at our table. Their Fates will be decided by those here. Since they don't have the ability, it's best that they are absorbed.

"The youths that perform well during the training program will help their Clans split these territories amongst themselves.

"To make a long matter simple, this is our plan: The training program will reward points based on performance. These points can be used to Claim territories that we of the Star Clan have allocated a certain number to. This point total is decided by the resources of the territory, its energy density, its infrastructure and so on."

The eyes of the Clan leaders below constricted. Wasn't King Star essentially calling for a rearrangement of the whole of their tower quadrant territory?

There were many Emperor God Clans and Sects here, but not all of them were created equal. If it wasn't for the no war amongst quadrants rules they had, many of them would have long be eradicated. In fact, hadn't the Star Clan themselves done such a thing when they joined their Tower Quadrants?

"I know what you are all worried about, and I know that my next words may sound easy to say from my 'pedestal', but please listen to my words.

"If you all continue to hold tight to your territories and aren't willing to make sacrifices, I guarantee that the very territories you sought to protect will be eradicated in just a century's time."

A cold breath of wind whipped through the parliament.