The heavy, iron-reinforced doors of the Cloud-Mist Pavilion did not merely open; they were violently thrown back by a sudden, catastrophic blast of pure celestial law energy.
The midnight air inside the meditation chamber instantly dropped by several degrees as a supreme enforcement squad consisting of six elite, dark-armored Tian Family High Enforcers marched straight into the private training yard.
Their hands were tightly gripping heavy, lightning-infused halberds that crackled with absolute realm laws, their faces completely contorted into masks of pure, bloodshot fury. Standing at the absolute vanguard of the armada was a stern-faced senior elder from the palace inner council, his wise ancient eyes gleaming with an intense, razor-sharp suspicion as his powerful 10th-Class Grand Disciple cultivation pressure blanketed the entire stone platform.
