"How could this be?"
"Why is a newly ascendant world so powerful?"
News of the Qin Dynasty Saint's Court's victory over the Extreme Demon Temple spread. Within the Black Panther Saint's Court, everyone from the Saint Lord to the common people was enveloped in gloom, their once familiar laughter and cheerfulness gone. These two questions echoed in everyone's mind, like an eternal, unsolvable mystery.
"My esteemed ministers, what should we do now?"
In the grand palace, the Black Panther Saint Lord sat upon his high throne, his face grim as he surveyed his officials below, and asked with imposing authority.
The hall was silent. Whether they were the sycophantic civil officials or the battle-hardened military generals, all became deaf and mute at this moment.
"What?" the Black Panther Saint Lord roared angrily after a moment of continued silence. "Among all you elites of the court, not one can offer a solution?"
