After the people of the Sword God Palace departed, the tense atmosphere gradually eased.
The remaining members of the War God Palace exchanged glances before one of their elders stepped forward toward Max. His bearing was calm, but there was clear anticipation in his eyes.
"Can you show us the Saint Token?" he asked respectfully.
Max did not hesitate. With a movement of his hand, he took out the token.
The moment it appeared, the expressions of everyone present changed.
The token carried an ancient and dignified aura, its surface marked with symbols that seemed simple at first glance yet contained a depth that ordinary people could not comprehend. Even after countless years, the power and prestige attached to it had not faded.
The elder's breathing became heavier as he stared at it.
"This…" he said in shock. "This truly is the Saint Token of Saint Reiner."
