Back at Tiansang Spirit Palace.
The entrance of the Council Hall in the Inner Yard.
The pagoda tree, as always, was saying leisurely in the breeze, but right underneath it was a densely packed group of people dressed in black. All wore serious expressions on their faces.
Zhao Xidong stood next to the elders as he held the "Spirit Curtain Wheel of the 12 Pearls" in his hand.
The evening sunlight shone on all of them, and that piece of treasure looked rather dilapidated at the moment. Three pearls were dimmed, and there was a massive gash on the bottom piece.
For everyone, this confirmed that the incident in the Tianxuan Gate had actually happened and that there were probably some extraordinary people in there, as the wheel wouldn't have such a gash on it otherwise.
It was a sign that the world was about to collapse.
A man in black stepped forward and bowed. "Sir, the personnel are all accounted for."
