The inner palace of the Righteous Alliance Headquarters was a monument to three thousand years of absolute, unquestioned dominance.
Corridors carved from pure white jade stretched for miles, lined with glowing spiritual pearls that bathed the halls in a warm, eternal daylight. Majestic pillars coiled with golden dragons held up vaulted ceilings painted with murals of ancient immortals conquering demons.
Normally, these halls were bustling with the most powerful elders and elite disciples in the mortal realm. Today, they were completely deserted.
Word of the monster at the front gates had spread faster than a flying sword. The invincible Enforcers and the arrogant Grandmasters had all retreated into the deeper courtyards, locking their doors and desperately circulating their Qi in silent terror. Nobody wanted to accidentally cross paths with the Saintess of the Azure Sword Sect.
Walking through the center of the majestic, empty corridor was Yan Shuo.
