The man and woman leading the two groups atop the cliff exchanged glances, and each saw the unease in the other’s eyes. If those people down below really did join forces to climb the cliff, it would be a serious problem. They might not be able to stay alive. Neither of the two believed that they could contend against the High Seraph, and even the conscients that they looked down upon were far, far stronger than anyone above the cliff.0

Luo Ning frowned as he stared at the High Seraph. The young man’s heart dropped. That man should have had his title of Lesser Sancte revoked long ago.0

The High Seraph was actually going after the Willbound Spire, and in doing so, had exposed the two groups approaching the palace. This was a blatant betrayal, and it could not be forgiven.0

Finally, the exact scene that the people atop the cliff dreaded the most played out before their eyes.0

At the bottom of the cliff, Yong Heng, Old Chief, and the other Luminaries split into two groups that were connected with spirit threads. The High Seraph stared at the top of the cliff, clearly preparing to ascend.0

Seeing his preparations caused the hearts of all who looked down at him from above to drop. All eyes in both groups turned to look at their leaders.0

Both the man and the woman’s faces fell. The individuals down below really were cooperating. This was precisely the last thing that they had wanted to see.0

However, it was impossible for anyone at the...0