"Even strong cultivators from places outside the Demon Territory will invade…"
Ember spoke word by word, each syllable steeped in anger and resentment. Her fists clenched so tightly that blood seeped between her fingers, yet she seemed completely unaware of the pain.
"Ethan is truly damned," Sorrel spoke coldly.
"And Lunara colluded with the human race, betraying the Palace of the Four Cycles. Miss Ember, your Golden Palace must give us an explanation for this matter."
The moment Lunara's name was mentioned, Ember's fury surged uncontrollably.
Her gaze snapped toward Lunara like a blade, filled with naked killing intent, as if she wanted to tear her apart on the spot.
"Don't worry," Ember said darkly, forcing herself to restrain her rage.
"After we leave, the Golden Palace will naturally give an explanation to the entire Palace of the Four Cycles."
"Then let's withdraw now."
Seris, who had remained silent for a long time, finally spoke. His voice was hoarse, yet rational.
