Tiger-Fighting Star lay deathly still.
The fierce Blade Intent left across the sky drifted on the wind, murderous, cold, and overbearing. It lingered long after the battle.
Not a trace of life remained on the entire star. All thirty-seven Saint Emperors had been wiped out, their bodies and bones gone. Even their Dao Fruits had been taken.
More than a dozen Saint Sects stood in the Starry Sky, looking down at the ravaged outpost. Everything had fallen silent.
Their faces were ashen, filled with anger and humiliation—and a deep sense of helplessness.
Those emotions churned like a seething volcano in every Saint Sect's heart, leaving them all on the verge of losing control.
As Saint Sects who roamed the Starry Sky, they were already famous figures in the Hengwu Domain. With their respective backing, they could stand above the realm and look down on all sides.
When had they ever suffered such humiliation?
They had been treated like fools, toyed with in the palm of someone's hand.
"We should have realized it sooner. We did everything we could to seal off the Golden Eagle Dynasty, yet that bastard suddenly went to the Through-Ancient Dynasty and slaughtered seven Saint Emperors of its Imperial Clan. That means he has a way through our blockade."
"What happened in the Through-Ancient Dynasty may have been bait Li Yun laid for us."
"He lured the tiger away from the mountain."
"But anger blinded every one of us..."
The Black Abyss Saint Sect Master spoke through gritted teeth, his words thick with shame and fury.
"That damned Li Yun is too cunning!"
"How are we supposed to answer to our superiors after this?"
"Thirty-seven Saint Emperors..."
"When word of such losses reaches them, their wrath will be thunderous."
"Tell me, what do we do now?"
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