Above the starry sky, the air of violence gradually faded.
Man Yue watched several Saint Venerables from Great Black Heaven and the Blood God Cult leave in anger, their figures vanishing into the starry sky. Only then did Saint Venerable Man Yue's taut expression ease a little.
Only then did her taut expression ease a little.
She suppressed the killing intent surging in her heart, turned with her retainers, stepped back through the formation, and returned straight to Man Yue Palace.
The Star Formation slowly closed, settling once more into its timeless, silent defense.
But the mood in the Evergreen Ancient Domain did not cool. After the uproar caused by those Saint Venerables from Great Black Heaven and the Blood God Cult, talk had spread throughout the domain.
Those who had come from beyond the domain to attend the ceremony were especially excited, looking for all the world as though they were waiting for a good show.
Saint Venerable Man Yue knew what was happening, but she had no way to stop it.
For the moment, she had no heart to stop it, either.
The mouths of the multitude had never been easy to seal.
When she returned to Man Yue Palace, Saint Emperor Qingwen was already waiting for her.
"Good. You handled that well."
"You neither came into direct conflict with them nor diminished the Evergreen Ancient Domain's authority. But what do you make of this, exactly?"
Saint Venerable Man Yue bowed, then frowned, her face grave with worry.
"Uncle Wen, in my view, their anger didn't look feigned."
"If they'd made this up to find a pretext to provoke us... I don't think they would have acted the way they did."
"In other words, nearly a hundred Saint Sect subordinates of theirs may really have been slaughtered."
"But