Tie Ao sat at the head of the Six Gates' Conference Hall, with all the chief constables seated in a solemn manner, unlike usual debates filled with whispers and discussions.
In the Six Gates, Tie Ao's prestige was unparalleled. Even extreme individuals like White Judgement and the cunningly cruel Yin Wuchang didn't dare show the slightest disrespect towards him.
Tie Ao fiddled with two large, black iron gems in his hand and said solemnly, "The Six Gates was established when Great Zhou had not yet left Xiangnan, it has been fifty-eight years since then.
In these fifty-eight years, the Six Gates has risen from obscurity to slaughtering hundreds of sects, establishing a reputation that shocks the martial arts world. This time is short, but some people in the Six Gates have become lax, believing that the world is in peace and they can comfortably enjoy their power.