Yao Realm, Medicine Mountain.
Atop this massive mountain at the center of the Yao Realm, vast swathes of medicinal herbs gathered like an ocean. On Medicine Mountain Peak, clouds and mist coiled, and a strange pill fragrance spread outward, making one feel refreshed and relaxed, as if standing in a fairyland.
Above Medicine Mountain, a solemn great hall hovered in midair.
Before the doors of the great hall stood four enormous medicinal cauldrons, from which pill fragrance rose up, pillars of smoke shooting straight into the clouds.
However, at this moment, the great hall was brightly lit. Around the spacious conference table, streams of powerful figures sat upright, and the atmosphere was stagnant.
Below, two young figures stood bowed, hands cupped, their faces filled with respect.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Suddenly, an old man slammed the table and rose, gazing furiously at Yao Tian as he shouted sternly, "Yao Tian, Yao Xingji, what are the two of you trying to do by slandering Ziyou like this?"
While speaking, a tyrannical aura rose up from his body and pressed down on the two below.
Under the oppression of this Two-Star Dou Saint aura, Yao Xingji's knees immediately went weak, and he dropped straight to the solid floor with a crisp "thud."
He, a Seven-Star Dou Venerate, could not withstand the furious aura of a Two-Star Dou Saint.
Beside him, Yao Tian held up against that aura, lifted his head, and looked towards this Yao Clan Supreme Elder—Yao Ziyou's great grandfather—without yielding in the slightest.
"Elder Yao Li, if I could, I would also hope all of this was false, but the truth is exactly like this."
"If Yao Ziyou had not harbored ambition, if he had not colluded with the Hun Clan, if he had not exposed our location, if he had