Xia Federation, the Capital.
Inside a vast, brightly-lit inner council chamber.
At its very center sat an elliptical, jet-black conference table.
And seated around the table were seven figures.
"Recently, our probes have detected a continuous rise in the concentration of Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy. The aptitude of new disciples in every School is significantly higher than in previous years. Not only that, but according to our statistics, the bottlenecks for Secret Martial Artists seem to be loosening. The number of people breaking through to the Martial Arts Family realm in the last few months already equals the total from the past several years combined.
But for us, this is not a good thing.
There is only one possible explanation for this phenomenon: the Primordial Energy Tide has begun its descent. We don't have much time left!"
The one who spoke was a white man standing to the side.
He had a gaunt face and was dressed in long, black robes.
