"Are you telling the truth?" a middle-aged man asked, his face etched with deep shock.
He was the clan leader of a smaller clan.
"Yes, clan leader. I saw them with my own eyes," an elder replied with a firm nod.
All the elders in the room wore stunned expressions. Everyone believed the capital was doomed and would fall into the hands of the evil sect.
And now…
For the past three days, the Thousand Wealth Chamber had been quiet.
Everyone thought they were also scared of the evil sects, but now they realized they were wrong.
"Clan Leader, what should we do?" an elder asked, looking at their quiet clan leader.
The clan leader furrowed his brow for a moment before a firm determination appeared on his face.
"We can't miss this chance. Since the Thousand Wealth Chamber has begun to fight against the evil sect, we can't stay idle."
"We need to get our hands on the miraculous armor at all costs. Our survival depends on it."
