The awkward atmosphere still lingered in mid-air.
Crimson Plume held Green Lord's hand, looking uneasy and fearful as they looked at Phoenix Ancestor's expression.
Phoenix Ancestor seemed expressionless, but Crimson Plume knew her well enough to understand that she was furious!
"We need to come up with a solution, or Phoenix Ancestor might take her anger out on us!"
Not daring to harbor any thoughts against the Blue Star Civilization, Crimson Plume found herself resenting Lord Yan unconsciously,
"Damn blackbird!"
"How nice would it have been if you just endured the humiliation without any resistance!"
"Why did you have to mess up all my plans!"
"Now it's unclear whether Phoenix Ancestor will accept Green Lord as her disciple, or what kind of punishment awaits us!"
"Although Phoenix Ancestor hasn't ascended to the Throne and become a Golden Immortal, as a Heavenly Immortal, it takes her no effort to kill a lowly True Immortal like myself!"