Ten minutes ago, Sparrow God Palace.
It was a space as dark as an abyss, where twelve radiant golden gates towered all around.
In front of each gate stood a flickering humanoid silhouette, ranging from Venerate Four to Holy Realm, and even the imposing aura of a Sage lingered heavily.
However, judging by their state, most of them were projections, not their true selves arriving.
Suspended at the center of the space was a sacred statue, with both hands holding two figures.
The woman holding an umbrella on the left was Ke Yanqing.
On the right was an elderly woman draped in a crimson Divine Robe, her long brows drooping, and her voice resonating with authority: "According to Mother's instructions, every effort must be made to cooperate with the Abyss Saint. Therefore, unless there are any objections from the Twelve Seated, the specifics of the transaction with the Abyss Saint shall be set as such."
The silhouettes before the twelve golden gates nodded in agreement.
