With a face devoid of any remorse, the white-robed man shifted his gaze back to Sylvara. A cruel smile played at his lips as he raised his hand. The translucent bubble enclosing Sylvara floated in the air, obediently following his motions.
Silent as a shadow, the white-robed man stepped towards the portal, the ten holy kings behind him. The air grew heavy with anticipation as they disappeared, their departure leaving only a chilling emptiness in their wake.
After a substantial passage of time, Kai's figure emerged amidst the desolation of the once magnificent city.
As he surveyed the desolate remains surrounding him, a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes. "It seems like I am late," he mused, his voice tinged with a mix of sarcasm and frustration.
But soon enough, his gaze fell upon the lifeless body of Li Yan, and his amusement transformed into bewilderment. "Who could have killed her in such a short span of time?" Kai wondered aloud, his brow furrowing with intrigue.
