Western Sacred Lands – Violethaven Temple
Deep within the temple's violet halls, a projection of Mu Wuyan materialized and knelt before a shrouded statue. Its silver eyes glowed with an unsettling intensity as it locked onto him.
At a glance, the Grand Elder's robes remained tattered as they had been hours since they left Fanling City. Losing the heaven-grade artifact was an astronomical loss for him, making his projected face ashen from the defeat.
Nevertheless, his voice carried a desperate edge as he recounted the battle.
