Eleven Third Generation Grand Officials died, and one Prime Minister escaped.
That very night, many people saw:
Thunder and fire swept through the sky, while the blood of God-Demon Path experts scattered across the heavens.
The fleeing Prime Minister transformed into a god-demon form fused with a war chariot and nine great birds, vanishing without a trace.
That speed exceeded all imagination.
He had even been running so fast that he smashed a huge hole straight through the Imperial Capital's walls.
The people of the Unique Association were numb!
Fuck!
What the hell was this?
Their own Top Experts had vowed just two days ago to destroy Chu Qing and restore the Unique Association's prestige.
Their underlings had even prepared war drums and golden banners, ready to swagger through the streets.
Yet:
The preparations were complete, but the people were gone.
Fuck me!
Could the Unique Association still keep operating?
Could they still stay here?
Such a huge organization could not even deal with one Chu Qing. Was there any need for it to exist?
Those had been Third Generation Grand Officials.
It was said that the moment they arrived, they had suppressed the Second Generation Grand Officials with one hand. Several Second Generation Grand Officials had even been poked to death with a single finger.
And yet, they had vanished so abruptly.
The lower ranks of the Unique Association, even its middle and upper ranks, were thrown into panic.
They went to find Young Master Heaven.
Yet:
Young Master Heaven wore a scarlet robe, his embroidery languid, his reply equally languid:
"Dead is dead!"
"The Unique Association must exist!"
"The God-Demon Law Net must be linked!"
"The setbacks of today are not setbacks. They are Heaven's test for us!"
"After all, what we intend to do is something even