Other than Emyrion, the six lackeys who followed him were not spared by Elara either. After stripping them of everything they had, she ordered them to be chained and sent to the Ministry of Justice for interrogation.
These six carried many medium and lower-grade divine items. It was likely because they were all from the Qianmian Sect and had weak combat power themselves, so most of the items were for escape or self-protection.
Elara distributed these divine items to various departments based on their function, allowing each to allocate them according to merit and need.
Besides the large number of mid and low-grade items, the only high-grade artifacts found on the seven people, including Emyrion, were the seven strands of Divine Resonance.
These seven strands were truly perfect artifacts. After a System scan and analysis, they were found to be in better condition than the Eternal Tower, and their power far exceeded any weapon-type divine item Elara had previously obtained.
Each strand of Divine Resonance alone was already a high-quality artifact bearing divine symbols.
Together, the seven strands would have been unstoppable. If Elara had not asked Uno to bring over the divine symbol in time, she would not have been sure whether the slightly damaged Eternal Tower could withstand the combined force.
However, this situation no longer mattered. The seven strands of Divine Resonance were now hers.
After storing the items and returning to the palace, Elara found that Emory and Morin had already recovered from their initial shock.
Looking at Emyrion's lifeless body, still twisted in fear, their expressions were complicated.
There was the dazed relief of vengeance fulfilled, and also deep grief and sorrow at the loss of a former kin.
Seeing the face identical to his own, the hatred and sorrow that had once filled Emory's heart slowly faded away with Emyrion's death.
His mentor and senior aunts who raised him had passed away. His master was severely injured and missing after helping them escape the sect. Almost none of his fellow disciples were still alive.
Now, even his greatest enemy from the Qianmian Sect, his twin brother whom he had long refused to acknowledge, was dead.
Emory's face looked lost and blank.
It wasn't until Morin patted him on the shoulder and stepped forward to clean up the body that Emory came back to himself, moving stiffly to help.
After everything was settled, Emory and Morin entered the imperial palace to meet Elara.
No matter what, they were deeply grateful to her for eliminating their greatest enemy from the Qianmian Sect and helping them get justice.
Otherwise, given their current status as fugitives hunted by the world, seeking revenge would have been nearly impossible. They might have been killed by Emyrion before even having the chance.
Through their account, Elara began to understand the hidden history between the Qianmian Sect and the northern region of the continent, a history she had only vaguely heard about.
Emory was the true heir of the Qianmian Sect. In every generation, there was only one rightful successor. But due to the sect's members being weak in combat and skilled in transformation, they often attracted enemies.
To protect themselves, each generation had a shadow stand-in leader besides the official sect master. This shadow acted as a backup in case the real leader met with misfortune.
Usually, the shadow came from a distant relative, someone with similar traits to avoid suspicion when taking over the leader's role.
In Emory's generation, his mother had twins. The elders raised them in secret until the age of five, then chose Emory as the heir based on talent and temperament. Emyrion became the shadow.
Because the identity of the shadow was top secret, even within the sect very few knew about him. Outsiders had no idea that Emory had a twin.
This allowed Emyrion to impersonate Emory using the same face, stealing his status and reputation to commit horrendous crimes, dragging the already tarnished Qianmian Sect into complete infamy as an evil cult.
Emyrion had a naturally aggressive and ruthless nature. His mindset differed from normal people.
To him, achieving his goal by any means was acceptable.
Anyone weaker than him deserved death, and being killed by the strong was only natural.
In his eyes, he was never wrong. Everyone else was to blame.
With such a mindset, he couldn't accept living as a shadow. He was also dissatisfied that the powerful Qianmian Sect had to hide like rats.
So, as he grew up, he began secretly colluding with groups like the Dark Sky Hall. While using Emory's identity and the sect's name to commit terrible acts, he also began eliminating people within the sect.
He did too many horrific things under Emory's name. Since the sect was already disliked, and no one knew about the shadow identity, the Qianmian Sect's reputation collapsed into that of an evil cult.
Even if Emory tried to explain to the world that those crimes weren't his, few would believe him. Most would only accuse him of making excuses and hate the sect more.
Step by step, this brought the sect to ruin.
Many innocent and kind elders and fellow disciples died because of Emyrion's betrayal and actions.
Now, fewer than ten members of the sect remained alive. They were scattered across the continent, none daring to reveal their identity or contact others.
This history was tragic. But what surprised Elara most was that the Qianmian Sect was not just a cult in the past.
Due to their powerful transformation abilities, they had once founded a country, a mid-tier, second-level nation named Qianling.
This meant Emory was not only the heir to the Qianmian Sect, but also a descendant of the now-extinct royal bloodline of Qianling.
However, since Qianling had long fallen and the sect weakened over time, no one, apart from the madly ambitious Emyrion, had any thoughts of restoring it.
After listening to everything, Elara gained a deeper understanding and control over the continent's history.
"I understand. If you ever find other surviving members of the sect or need help, come to the palace directly."
After saying that, Elara raised her hand to signal the palace attendants to escort them out.
Danger!
Just as Elara was frowning tightly, thinking hard about how to break through the current dilemma, a few unexpected people suddenly visited Plumera Kingdom, saying they had a way to solve the problem.
As soon as Elara heard this, she immediately ordered the city gates to be opened to receive them.
About ten minutes later, a few people dressed in flowing robes, with long silver-white hair like snow and an ethereal aura like immortals, slowly walked into the imperial palace of Plumera Kingdom.
It was actually the Divine Attendants Palace?!