Inside the Thunder City meeting hall, the atmosphere was even more deathly silent than before.
"The Celestial Capital... is also destroyed..."
Chen Ming repeated again, taking a deep, cold breath.
The destruction of Ling Mountain was tragic, a resolute decision in the face of helplessness,
but the destruction of the Celestial Capital seemed different somehow.
"Most of the Celestial Capital sank into the fissure, the core of the dragon vein completely obliterated, the death toll... countless."
"According to intelligence, it was not destroyed during the war." The scout quickly reported.
When the scout finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"There's no benefit to destroying the dragon vein, who would possibly do such a thing?" someone questioned.
Finally, Chen Ming spoke: "No matter what, the war situation is considered stable for now."
"The Divine Race shows no intention of further attacks, and we don't need to go to the Western Alliance yet."
