The next day.
Night.
Deep within the inner district of Leaf Green City, inside the grand meeting hall of the Botanist Faction, the atmosphere was thick with overwhelming tension, anxious murmurs, and suffocating pressure.
Massive wooden pillars carved with intricate vine patterns held up the high ceiling, while the scent of crushed medicinal herbs and ancient soil hung heavy in the air.
Sitting around an enormous round table made of petrified spirit-wood were all the high-ranking members, advisors, and vanguard generals of the Botanist Faction—every single one of them possessing formidable cultivation ranging from 7th, 8th, or 9th Grade of Spirit Ascension realm.
In the Four Cardinal Region, this level of faction is enough to dominate a section and can be considered a top tier force.
At the head of the grand table sat their supreme faction leader.
