Tian Yuan Palace
From a gathering crowd to an empty doorstep, it took only half a day.
Except for the few newly enlightened flower and plant spirits, only Golden Spirit Saint Mother, Zhao Gongming, and a few others remained, while the rest of the guests had all found excuses to leave.
The vast Tian Yuan Palace appeared desolate in the twilight.
"How utterly despicable!"
Zhao Gongming could barely contain his anger: "To think I once respected him as my elder, only to find that not only would he harm a junior, but his methods would be so shamelessly low…"
Though he didn't name names, everyone present knew who he was cursing.
After a pause, he looked at Yu Yuan and said seriously: "Nephew, you needn't overthink this! I will soon inform the Immortal Gods of all realms, exposing their Chan Sect's conspiracy!"
