On the Treasure Island Tower Ship, the Elders of Black Abyss, clad in black robes, gathered. They had a vague premonition of impending doom but couldn't pinpoint its source.
"The traitor at the bottom of the lake is gone."
"And why has most of the fortune of the land vanished?"
They had a bad feeling.
"Relax."
"Black Abyss has a thousand-year-old legacy."
"Even the Great Yu Royal Family couldn't destroy us, to say nothing of this weaker era. Besides, we have Elder Long, an Innate Realm expert, protecting us from the shadows."
"In all the world, who would dare to provoke us?!"
One of the Elders laughed, unconcerned.
In an instant, the tense atmosphere eased considerably.
He had a point.
Black Abyss had a thousand-year-old legacy.
They were blessed by their ancestors from above and protected by the Innate Realm's Elder Long. Below them were the Black Abyss Grandmasters from the Great Yu Era, several of whom had reached the Third Realm, Self as Dragon.
