บท 850: Next

As Mira and her companions soared away from the collapsing city, the landscape below was a vision of destruction. Brightclipse City now lay in ruins. The colossal icy tornado, fueled by Elenei's miniature sun, had unleashed an apocalyptic fury that left nothing but desolation in its wake.

Mira's expression was stoic as she led the group away. She knew the fall of the Lionel Family and the devastation of Brightclipse City would send shockwaves throughout the continent. 

Allies and enemies alike would be reevaluating their stance towards the Battle Maiden Sect, but only on the surface. The higher-ups of other powers wouldn't care about some random family with only 2 Mortal Shedding Realm Elders. 

This was the reality of the cultivation world.