Swallowing Cloud Realm, Western Territory.
Within an underground palace hidden beneath the mountains.
Qing Ruoli reclined sideways atop a White Jade platform, supporting her cheek with one hand.
One long, jade-like leg was raised high, while the other hung over the platform's edge, its toes swaying gently as she listened to the report from below.
"Hall Master, a realm gate in the Eastern Territory has fallen."
"A large number of Three Thousand Provinces cultivators have entered the Swallowing Cloud Realm and are spreading in all directions."
Behind the gauze curtain, the figure showed no reaction whatsoever.
From the moment she had decided to invade the Swallowing Cloud Realm, Qing Ruoli had anticipated that the Three Thousand Provinces would send reinforcements.
As for how many places those Alien Race members outside could hold, or how many would die, it had never been within the scope of her concern.
Luohou stood to one side of the platform and sneered at the news.
"A large number? Quite a few have come indeed."
"Unfortunately, they still have no idea what kind of place they have stepped into."
"The Hall Master has long turned the entire Swallowing Cloud Realm into a cage. The more they come, the more flesh and blood they will leave behind in the end."
Qing Ruoli's lips curled slightly at the flattery.
"You really know how to talk."
Luohou immediately lowered his head.
"This subordinate merely speaks the truth."
Qing Ruoli paid him no further attention, idly winding a lock of loose dark hair around her fingertip.
With so many people from the Three Thousand Provinces arriving so suddenly, Xuanye had most likely played no small part behind the scenes.
That dog's ambition was far too great.
He wanted to use Qin Wangchuan's hand to get rid of her, while also