The morning sun had barely crested the eastern mountain ranges, casting long, sharp shadows across the realm, yet the shockwaves of the previous night's cataclysm were already traveling faster than the wind.
Leaf Green City, a centuries-old stronghold governed by the deeply entrenched Botanist Faction, fortified by ancient array networks, sustained by rich subterranean spirit veins, and defended by a seasoned army under Spirit Ascension powerhouses, had fallen in a single, overwhelming night.
Word of Mu Gang's death, the total obliteration of the city's command structure, and the catastrophic thousand mile canyon cleaved directly through the outer ridges spread across every intelligence network like wildfire.
Across different provinces, cities, and private estates, the reactions of the realm's most influential figures began to ripple through the morning air.
