"Indeed, let the blood of All Heavens flow into rivers!"
By the fire pool, several figures gathered, all whispering about something, their words seething with intense hatred and intent to kill.
This was the humiliation and suffering endured by generations, already etched into their bones, that same pent-up frustration also simmering in every clan member's heart.
In the past, there wasn't such an overwhelming aura of malice and murderous intent, but now, with the resurrection of the Ancestor imminent, this energy became increasingly uncontrollable. Amidst the discussion, some were already imagining how to make All Heavens bleed in regret!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the void, shrouded in a hazy green light, slipping through the unique prohibitions of this area and appearing silently.
"Greetings, Goddess."
Someone noticed the woman in aquamarine attire, paused for a moment in astonishment, and promptly kneeled with reverence.
