At the highest viewing platform of the royal palace in Great Zhou City.
Mo Lin, Zi Yan, Yao Yao, and Su Youwei stood side by side, gazing at the rebel camp outside the city, dark clouds seeming to press down upon its walls. War drums thundered, killing intent filled the fields, and the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.
Looking at the six undisguised, powerful Genesis Qi fluctuations outside the city, Su Youwei's face paled slightly. Worried, she asked, "King Qi actually invited six Primordial Realm experts! Can Her Majesty and His Highness... hold them off?"
Zi Yan curled her lips in disdain. "Hmph! Just a bunch of trash! If Brother Mo Lin hadn't told me to keep a low profile, one breath of dragon fire from me would send them all back home!"
Yao Yao's expression remained calm. Her cool eyes swept over the battlefield as she said lightly, "Six Primordial Realm experts. Two of them have already reached the Seventh Heaven, and their strength overwhelms Great Zhou. Without outside intervention, the city will fall today."
Her analysis was calm and cruel.
Mo Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering gently in the wind. A faint, unconcerned smile rested on his handsome face. Turning to Su Youwei, he said warmly, "Youwei, don't worry. After today, Great Zhou's predicament will resolve itself."
Su Youwei's beautiful eyes lit up at once. She looked at Mo Lin expectantly. "Brother Mo Lin, you... you're going to make a move?" She knew his strength was unfathomable.
Mo Lin smiled faintly and nodded. "Yes. I owe His Highness Zhou Yuan a favor, so today I'll repay that karma. Once this matter is settled, our connection with Great Zhou will have come to an end. It'll be time for us to