The only truth Chrome Silkrain understood in that moment was that rash actions would mean certain death. To survive, he had to obey Aether's commands without hesitation or question.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he met his end.
Aether's strength was plain to see.
To a powerhouse at the Mahayana level, crushing a weakling like him was as effortless as crushing an ant beneath a giant's heel.
"Understood," Chrome nodded solemnly, his sharp eyes keenly observing the depths around them.
Meanwhile, Cecilia Emberveil finally stirred from her haze, rubbing her aching eyes.
The heavy wounds Aether had inflicted during their earlier confrontation had laid her low for days, causing her to miss precious time training and cultivation beneath the Sun Moon Lake.
Though her injury still lingered, the urgency of the moment forced her to focus.
Years ago, after retrieving the forbidden inheritance and secrets of the past, the Emberveil family had convened a major council.
