In the vast Grand Palace Hall, the atmosphere grew tense. Fang Qingyuan, along with Qiqi, the Confusion Insect, and his other demon beasts—a total of five Golden Core combatants—stood behind everyone, exerting immense psychological pressure.
Commander Xu's guards, meanwhile, kept their senses locked firmly on Hao Shi, not daring to relax for an instant.
At the head of the hall, Chunyu Hua concealed his emotions behind a grim expression, making his true thoughts impossible to discern.
"Fang Qingyuan, was this all your setup?"
Hao Shi had also calmed down by now. His earlier triumphant air had been an impulsive outburst, the result of so many years of forbearance suddenly erupting.
Fang Qingyuan carefully sized up the Cultivator who had cost him so much effort. He hadn't been this reactive since his Core Formation.
