บท 506: Premonition

In seconds, nearly a million cultivators from the city joined the traitors from the families. Together, the city's allies and the traitors amounted to numbers almost identical to those of the enemy High Elders and Elders, but the disparity in cultivation power between the two groups was immense.

"LEADER! OUR FAMILY WILL BE BROUGHT TO RUIN! THERE'S STILL TIME, SURRENDER IMMEDIATELY!" roared a Yangta High Elder to the leader who betrayed them.

The response from the colossal serpent in the skies was a sarcastic snort. It was three family leaders against a numerically equal group, but the power gap was absurd. There was no possibility of apparent resistance; whether it was the Yangta leader or any traitor from the families, no one seemed to care. An irrationality had taken over them, a strange will that propelled them to stand firm in what they believed.