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Star Palace, Azure Dragon Constellation.

The Zhuxuan Clan Leader was currently reviewing the clan's treasury when he suddenly saw a streak of light fly over. It was a Flying Message. He caught it and swept his gaze over it.

Then he froze, seemingly unable to believe it.

In an instant, the star where the Zhuxuan Clan resided began to tremble faintly. Vast dharma power surged like a towering tidal wave, seemingly about to burst forth.

Yet all the strange phenomena soon subsided.

The Zhuxuan Clan Leader took a deep breath, then sent out his Divine Thought toward Horn Wood Dragon, only to see that star chart had dimmed as well.

By now, he naturally understood that the news was correct. Whether it was Zhu Xuanhao, the most precious bloodline of their Zhuxuan Clan's generation, or Slaughter Star Lord Qinghe, both had perished and their Dao had vanished. They had clearly both died within the Heavenly Remnant Consciousness. Something was obviously wrong!

"This matter must be reported to the Star Palace!"

With that thought, the Zhuxuan Clan Leader immediately rose to his feet. Yet just as he was about to depart, he suddenly stopped. With a turn of thought, he recalled something even more important:

Slaughter Star Lord Qinghe is dead, and Horn Wood Dragon is vacant.

In that case, with no one protecting Horn Wood Dragon, isn't this the perfect chance for our Zhuxuan Clan to exploit the opening and bring it completely under the clan's control?

Looking at it that way, they had died well.

They were only two Star Lords. They might have seemed important to others, but in his eyes, they were nothing much. Replacements could be chosen at any time.

Even Zhu Xuanhao—while no one in this generation could replace him, the Zhuxuan Clan had no