In the main hall.

The high-level elders of the armillary sphere Star Palace sat silently, their faces gloomy and silent, the atmosphere icy and murderous, so quiet that a falling needle could be heard.

"Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace? What a Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace!"

On the high platform, the Supreme Sect Master, Yan Qinyang, paced back and forth with a dark face. "Their disciples actually dared to set up an ambush and kill my first disciple, and even harmed so many elites of our sect. They completely disregard the armillary sphere Star Palace, it seems that the lesson we gave them ten thousand years ago was not enough, to the point where they have forgotten the dignity of our sect!"