"Only the two of them?"
The Bronze Ancient King sat cross-legged in the hall. Fine motes of starlight dust drifted from his bronze-like shell, his voice tinged with disbelief.
"Yes." Chu Lingyuan's expression was grave. He took two steps forward and continued, "Not only that, but according to Qin Yun, the Prison King is likely in a coma."
Hearing this, the light in the Bronze Ancient King's eyes grew sharper. "In a coma?"
"Meaning, the only one who currently knows what truly happened inside the Lost Flame is Qin Yun?"
"It seems so for now." Chu Lingyuan sighed. The moment he received the news, he knew things had taken a turn for the worse.
There were seven Morning Star Tiers in total—one from each Sect and two from the Royal Court. Now, only two have returned. The other five all died inside.
Both the Sects and the Royal Court will surely want to find out what happened.
