"Council of the Dead?"
At the top floor of the Union building, in a spacious and solemn office, Lu Yan gently tapped his fingers on the smooth mahogany desk, his deep voice echoing through the silent air.
Elizabeth, standing dutifully at the lower end of the desk, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, with her silver hair meticulously coiled at the back of her head.
Upon hearing, showed a hint of surprise, then immediately bent slightly, respectfully responding:
"Your Eminence, the Council of the Dead is a rather secretive Evil God Sect that has been active within the Victoria Kingdom for a long time.
They worship a secretive existence and control an Extraordinary Path centered around manipulating the dead and souls, known as the Path of the Dead."
Lu Yan's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.
"Path of the Dead?"
"How does this so-called Council of the Dead's strength compare to that of the Mother of All Living Church?"
