Ten days later, the siege by the Immortal Beasts finally concluded with the complete occupation of the city. No one had foreseen such an outcome.
As for the city's experts, countless were killed or injured. Those who managed to escape were all elites, leaving behind a bitter feeling of helplessness as if the churning waves had washed away the sand.
As the City Lord of Divine Blade City, Ye Wuji's expression was grim. A city that had stood for hundreds of thousands of years had fallen under his watch. It was an utter humiliation, one that left him unable to hold his head high among others.
Those who had been equals with him in the past would now despise him. His status would undoubtedly be diminished—a downward spiral that could not be reversed.
Who is the culprit behind all this?
He had been suspecting that there was a traitor within his ranks, causing his subordinates to feel increasingly unsettled.
