Strong winds rose up and instantly filled the entire Imperial City.
The saint family, the royal family, break up.
The rupture was sudden and earth-shattering.
The Pluto saints and the royal family, who were in conflict with each other but also complemented each other, had been friends for tens of thousands of years. They broke up so suddenly, became enemies so suddenly, and destroyed the friendship that had lasted for thousands of years.
All this surprised the people on Pluto.
But after being surprised, no one thought that this was too unexpected. Really, no one thought that the saints and the royal family should stay on good terms forever, because it is the way of heaven to stay together for a long time.
The saints and the royal family have been hiding their nature for too long. Under the surface of stability and peace, there are already turbulent waves.
All they need is an opportunity, and now, it is it.
The storm was about to come, no, it was not the rain, but the thunderstorm. Each of the saints and the royal family listed a series of the opponent's must-kill points, and then quickly became enemies.
Enemy, what a beautiful yet bloody word.
People on Pluto like to improve themselves and practice cultivation, and the result of such interests is warlikeness.
In the past, when the Holy Clan and the Royal Clan were on good terms, the people on both sides were unable to challenge each other due to public or private reasons. But now, as enemies, that's just fine.
For a time, the seemingly peaceful Mikado Castle tore apart its peaceful appearance and plunged directly into a bloody storm.
You can see fair competitions everywhere, and the disputes and revenge caused by failure in the competitions are becoming more and more fair.
Killing, fair and just killing.
Hostile, open and honest hostility.
In the breeze and misty rain, the sky above Pluto's capital city and even other areas under the influence of the two clans were filled with fluctuations of lightsabers, confrontations of power, and bloody storms.
Chaos? Not to mention.
The competition is real.
People say that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. These two tribes are not skinny camels, but giant dragons in their prime. In such a hostile contest, even if they are not overwhelming, they are still astonishingly powerful.
The power of the other side fluctuated, allowing the Yaoguang people behind the scenes to truly see what absolute power is.
Only a few months.
A mansion located in the center of the Emperor's Castle.
"Three elders of the Holy Clan died, and a total of 137 god-level masters were lost in several halls." Yaoguang looked at the report handed over by the Blood Emperor's subordinates in front of him, and raised his head to look at the Rakshasa opposite.