Conference venue.
Yan Lingji tightly held Xiao Tianyang's hand, refusing to let go. She asked softly, "Sir, are you feeling better?"
Don't mistake this for the two of them cultivating their relationship.
Xiao Tianyang's condition was extremely abnormal at the moment.
There were three signs.
First, the space within the room had been completely warped under the pressure of Mental Power.
Second, Xiao Tianyang's eyes had turned completely white, with strange images flickering through them.
Third, a layer of black demonic mist seemed to have shrouded the conference venue and even the skies above the Imperial Capital, impossible to disperse.
"It's only excessive exhaustion. It should be fine."
Snow Woman said softly, "The two of us should leave first and give Sir some space."
Yan Lingji hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
Snow Woman took Yan Lingji's hand, and the two turned toward the door.
However, just as Snow Woman gripped the doorknob, Xiao Tianyang's entire body jolted, and he instantly came back to his senses.
By then, he was already drenched in sweat.
"Xu Tianran, you dare!"
His voice was like heavenly thunder. Within the Imperial Capital, everyone whose cultivation surpassed Soul Saint instantly went pale and dropped to one knee!
Imperial Capital, imperial palace!
Xu Tianran stood atop a tall tower, overlooking the entire Imperial Capital.
Yet within the plaza below him lay over ten thousand corpses.
And if anyone dared to look upon that scene, they would be even more horrified to discover that every one of those people wore splendid robes and belonged to the imperial clan!
Of course, anyone with sufficient experience would not care about such trivial details.
What deserved more attention at that moment was the special formation within the plaza.
Its scarlet glow had been constructed entirely from blood!
Every