Within the Sumeru Palace Mini World.
The entire domain was draped in white mourning.
Sumeru Palace, as the Holy Land of this Small World, was filled with fluttering spirit-banners, stark white as far as the eye could see.
But at this very moment, there was not the slightest sound of weeping; there was only rage forcibly suppressed, and that terrifying Ninth Tier pressure.
The Sumeru Palace Vice Palace Master Zhang Fei was deathly pale, blood still at the corner of his mouth. He slumped on the ground, glaring furiously at Tianyang Star Lord in his crimson robe.
The Sumeru Palace little Palace Master Luo Haoyue still had tear stains at the corners of her eyes as she glared at Tianyang Star Lord.
