In a palace towering hundreds of meters high, columns entwined by purple Flood Dragons stood tall. The dim lighting inside lent a somewhat solemn and somber atmosphere.
A fifteen-meter-tall figure donned in a purple robe, with white wolf fur covering his exposed arms and neck, sat upon the throne and spoke in a deep voice.
"Just after slaying that Ninth Rank Giant Beast, he left aboard a strategic bomber. Do you know where he's eager to go?"
In the shadow of the grand hall, a silhouette with a striking figure respectfully spoke.
"Currently, the situation in Bauhinia Capital is extremely chaotic. Our people can't infiltrate stable channels for reconnaissance. We can't obtain more detailed intelligence for now."
Ke Min felt a bad premonition in his subordinate's words, causing him to squint his eyes involuntarily.
