The Purple-Gold Immortal Vein Main Hall was brightly lit.
Four Longevity Realm powerhouses sat in their respective seats, the air in the hall so oppressive it was hard to breathe.
Zhou Xuan had just emerged from the dungeon, still cloaked in a damp, penetrating chill.
He walked straight to the center of the hall and, without beating around the bush, spilled every last sordid detail Grand Hua Old Ancestor had confessed.
From the Court Guardian Pavilion envoy delivering the Myriad Spirit Origin Fetus, to urging Grand Hua Old Ancestor to conduct a blood sacrifice in the Northern Lands, to the Court Guardian Pavilion Master hiding in the shadows all along, waiting to pluck the ripe fruit.
The entire chain of events lay clearly before them.
Old Ancestor Xuanming shattered the Jade Table beside him with a slap and sprang to his feet, the fleshy folds of his face trembling.
"Bullshit!"
"Do those bastards from the Court Guardian Pavilion really think Central Province is their own backyard?"
"I'll take my men over there right now and tear their damned pavilion down! Who do they think they're fooling with that big bad wolf act?"
Cold poured from his body, instantly coating the floor tiles in thick frost.
Old Ancestor Cangwu lowered a hand, sending down a streak of Azure Light to block the spreading icy aura.
"Don't lose your head."
"The Court Guardian Pavilion's depths are unfathomable. You and I have both experienced how troublesome that old woman is."
"If they intend to stab us in the back, they must have a contingency ready."
Emperor Jiang Wu sat in his chair, tapping his fingers against the armrest.
"Grand Hua Old Ancestor is crippled now, and the Origin Fetus is in our hands."
"Their calculations have come to nothing. They'll surely resort to