The Thunder Emperor Hall, symbolizing the supreme core of faith in the Lei Feng Realm, once again rose today.
That direct descendant of the Thunder Emperor, who had thwarted the demon race's schemes twice single-handedly, had once again propped up this fallen giant.
In the skies above the Thunder Emperor Hall, winds and clouds churned, and the will of the Heavenly Dao grew increasingly solemn.
It was as if even the will of heaven and earth rejoiced at the resurgence of this once supreme hall.
Within the main hall, the reconstruction of the Thunder Emperor Hall was declared complete, and Wan Lei's position as Hall Master was recognized by all.
This was legitimacy.
Legitimacy, when you are weak, is worthless, but when you are strong, it becomes exceptionally important.
Wan Lei did not ascend the Thunder Emperor's throne. Instead, he ordered his subordinates to bring many chairs, inviting the guests to be seated, and serving them tea and wine.
He himself sat in front of the Thunder Emperor's throne, on nothing more than an ordinary chair.
"Esteemed guests, today my Thunder Emperor Hall establishes its sect. This is a significant event that should be celebrated universally. However, with formidable enemies still lurking, we shall keep everything simple.
The most crucial matter now is to discuss how to confront the demon race and the three minor factions."
Wan Lei raised his teacup and took a sip.
Old Fang immediately stood up to play his part,
"Hall Master Wan's words are most accurate. The current enemy alliance possesses considerable strength. Individually, none of us can match the enemy, making it difficult to resist.
Only by uniting, by becoming a single rope, can we maximize our strength.
Not only our four major factions, but also the countless sects, families, and rogue cultivators in this world must be rallied. Let us unite as one and advance and retreat together.
I propose that we form an alliance. Only then can our hearts be aligned, and through unified command and obedience, can we hope to defeat the enemy."
As soon as Old Fang finished speaking, while the people of the Thunder Emperor Hall present looked on favorably, the expressions of those from other forces became playful.
"Patriarch Fang's words hold merit; an alliance is indeed necessary. However, even if we form an alliance, without a central figure to preside, we will still be scattered sand.
We will argue over every major and minor issue, each holding to their own opinions, making it difficult to form a unified thought and achieve orderly coordination. We will only be defeated piecemeal by the enemy."
As soon as Wan Lei uttered these words, how could anyone present not understand that this was a prelude to electing an alliance leader?
"Hall Master Wan's words are absolutely correct. Our immediate priority is to elect an alliance leader who will have full command over everyone on the anti-demon front lines. Everyone who aspires to fight the demon race must obey their command to maximize their strength and value."
"Patriarch Fang is right. But who should be chosen as the alliance leader? This is a great difficulty."
Seeing this father-in-law and son-in-law pair performing a duet, everyone present felt a surge of exasperation.
Your intention is for Wan Lei to be the alliance leader, isn't it? Why the roundabout way? Just say it directly, wouldn't that be easier?
"Hall Master Wan, your words are slightly amiss. How is this question difficult? The alliance leader should naturally be the one with the strongest influence, the highest prestige, and the greatest contributions.
Only such a person can command respect and lead everyone to victory.
I propose that in the two anti-demon campaigns, Hall Master Wan made the greatest contributions. Previously, Hall Master Wan had foresight and deliberately delayed our forces, allowing them to remain in position to crush the demon race immediately.
This time, Hall Master Wan, accompanied by my daughter, went alone into the desert and was the first to discover the demon race's plot, giving us time to muster our armies.
Furthermore, he single-handedly repaired the protective teleportation array, enabling our armies to arrive.
Finally, like a moth to a flame, he charged directly into the enemy ranks, disrupting the passage for the demon lord's descent.
In terms of contributions and combat strength, Hall Master Wan is the undeniable choice for alliance leader."
Old Fang's words made Fang Xiaoyu, sitting beside Hall Master Wan, blush with embarrassment.
The acting skills of these two men were too poor; it was truly embarrassing.
The others also wore expressions of envy.
You father and son duo are truly acting up a storm. It seems the choice of alliance leader has been decided between the two of you with your back-and-forth chatter. What's the point of discussing anything else? Why doesn't Hall Master Wan just announce himself as the leader?
This display of eagerness is too unseemly.
Wan Lei smiled slightly,
"Patriarch Fang's words... I am truly ashamed. I am not as good as Patriarch Fang described. However, since Patriarch Fang has proposed it, I will naturally bear the heavy responsibility of alliance leader with all my might, dedicating myself to the great cause of resisting the demons in the Lei Feng Realm until my dying breath.
Very well, since no one objects..."
Everyone: Which of your eyes saw that no one objected?!
"Of course, no one objects. Hall Master Wan becoming the alliance leader is the will of the people, a chorus of voices, united in purpose, the hearts of all leaning towards him. With Hall Master Wan as our alliance leader, our anti-demon alliance will undoubtedly be invincible, and the enemy's minions will be turned to dust..."
Old Fang spoke with impassioned fervor, his saliva flying.
Everyone listened with darkened faces, utterly speechless.
Where is your face? Where are your faces? Where are the faces of you father and son?
At this moment, not only did Fang Xiaoyu, with his thin skin, dare not raise his head, but even Wan Yangfan and Wan Hongxin, sitting in the corner, felt a sense of shame.
This was truly too perfunctory.
"Sit down!"
Just as Old Fang was about to finalize the selection of the alliance leader, someone suddenly spoke.
If anyone else had interrupted him, he would have surely rushed forward to argue, but the one who spoke was Fang Huahui.
"Yes, Old Ancestor."
Old Fang sat down without further ado.
"Oh? Senior Fang, do you have any objections?"
Wan Lei also stood up and clasped his hands respectfully towards Fang Huahui.
After all, the elder had protected him and tirelessly accompanied him to the desert to set up the array.
Without him, Wan Lei might have perished in the desert then. No, given Wan Lei's cautious nature, he would likely not have gone at all, which would have meant no traps were set, no subsequent destruction of the teleportation channel, and no demise of the demon lord in the spatial乱流.
In conclusion, the elder had been kind to Wan Lei, and Wan Lei naturally held Fang Huahui in high regard.
"Objections? Of course, I have them. In my opinion, you, Wan Lei, are indeed an exceptionally outstanding junior. But a junior is, after all, a junior. With so many elders and seniors present who have not yet spoken, where is it your turn to be the alliance leader?"
Fang Huahui glared with his dead-fish eyes, his face a dead-fish expression. Such was his personality: arrogant and rigid. At this moment, for him to submit to Wan Lei, a junior almost ten thousand years his junior, how could he be willing?
"Senior, are you trying to suppress me with seniority? The position of alliance leader should go to the virtuous. In this world, there are too many people living aimlessly for hundreds of years. When they see someone younger but stronger than themselves, do they not still call themselves juniors?"
"If that's your argument, then you're saying strength speaks for itself? Very well, I would then like to ask, among those present, is your strength, Wan Lei, the strongest?"