C398 Faint and Untraceable

In the Palace of the Starborn, an air of mystique enveloped the grand hall, where a white jade chair stood, its purity reminiscent of freshly fallen snow. Jiang Mengdie, clad in white, exuded an ethereal grace. Below her, two Ancient Ones stood facing each other, seemingly engaged in a serious discussion.

"I never anticipated that the Leopard Tribe would be so recklessly bold