"Exactly! Whose orders were you following?"
"The Ancient Road belongs to the Human Race, not to one family or clan! Guardians of the Dao, protectors of the law—is this how you protect the Human Race?"
"Brother Zhang, Fellow Daoist Yin, and more than thirty others died because the Altar wasn't opened in time!"
"You sons of bitches!"
"Damn you!"
Under Jiang Yun's protection, the trial-takers behind him had nothing to fear. They stirred up their divine power and hurled furious questions at the Second City below.
They were the true victims and had long been holding back their anger. Some had yet to recover from their injuries.
When the current leader of the Second City saw people atop the Star Beast, he guessed that at least one of them was a Saint King. A Great Saint was not out of the question, either, so he had no wish to offend them.
But when he heard the voices coming from the Star Beast, a cold glint appeared in the gray-robed elder's eyes.
"So you came from the First City!"
He had not expected them to come from the First City to demand answers. They were surely connected to that madman Jiang Yun.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
After the voices rang out from the Star Beast, several streaks of light flashed from the palace at the center of the Second Ancient City and appeared behind the gray-robed elder. Three men and one woman had arrived.
All four were imposing Peak Saint Kings with solemn faces.
After a brief exchange, one of the middle-aged cultivators stepped forward and shouted.
"You come from the First City. Do you know what happened to the Human Race traitor Jiang Yun? If you provide useful information, we might make an exception and let you in!"
They did not