"Mr. Jia Wei, the situation is really terrible now..."
Grey drizzle floated above the walls of West Cave.
Su Ye sat in a lounging chair, with a self-deprecating smile on his face.
He gazed at the thundering Skytop, although his expression revealed nothing, his mood was more gloomy than ever.
"The Source Tower, the North Continent, the East Continent, they're all starting to retreat."
"And here we're still having a 'revolution'."
Su Ye's slender fingers gripped the armrest tightly.
The mountain ash obscured the source matter and blocked the spirit, but as he looked at the distant rain curtain, through countless grey mists, he seemed to see the commotion in the districts of West Cave... The sudden outbreak of massive popular resistance.
One needs no imagination to know this is the doing of the 'Neutral'.
The Shadow is dead.
The Neutral has escaped.
The Holy Book is lost!
