"Maintain the current situation, and we can still tolerate it. But breaking through to become a Saint Spirit has crossed our bottom line—not just ours, even the Upper Domain cannot tolerate it."
"You have already invoked your death; does it matter who acts?"
"The Upper Domain… what an imposing authority!" The Sky-touching Mysterious Wood's bland expression swiftly turned icy upon hearing those words. "Unable to come themselves, yet resorting to such tricks to hinder the evolution of other beings into Saint Spirits."
"Once I break through and become a Saint Spirit, I will rebuild the Order and sweep away every voice of obstruction!"
The Sky-touching Mysterious Wood's voice suddenly grew fervent and filled with warlike intent. Its aura climbed higher and higher, now suffused with an unfathomable profundity.
