In a dimly lit grand hall of the Crystal Clan.
Fifteen chairs formed a circle. At the head sat a dark-yellow Crystal Clan elder, likely a Golden Crystal-level powerhouse of the Crystal Clan. His yellow coloring was even somewhat close to human skin.
The elder had long golden hair, and his eyes revealed a sense of vicissitude.
"Clan Leader, why did you summon all of us elders this time?" asked a Crystal Clan elder seated directly opposite him.
The old Clan Leader's expression shifted slightly before he said in a deep voice, "For the next period of time, none of you are to enter seclusion!"
"What happened, Clan Leader? Only a few people need to go to the Sacrifice Ceremony Hall of the Black Tortoise Clan and the Ice God Palace each time. We can just send those juniors over then."
"The Sacrifice Ceremony?" The old Clan Leader's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of discomfort flashed through his eyes.
"It's all that traitor's fault. If he hadn't taken the Myriad Images Mirror Pagoda, we wouldn't be in such a sorry state. The Sacrifice Ceremony? If my lord Pan Gu were still alive and knew that we were hiding here while letting the Heavenly Demons run rampant, he would surely... Ah!"
"I hope the news from Jing Wu's side is true." The old Clan Leader nodded.
"Although our Crystal Clan lost the Myriad Images Mirror Pagoda, we are no weaker than anyone else. In the Great Chiliocosm World, powerhouses of the same level may not necessarily be our match. Why must we keep hiding in the Land of Extreme North? Since we've lost the Myriad Images Mirror Pagoda, why don't we enter the south? It isn't as barren there as the Land of Extreme North!" another Purple Robe Elder of