The First Heir

In the hall, the atmosphere was unusually somber. Everyone watched the flickering eternal lamp with bated breath.

Roger’s eyes also flickered brilliantly as he stood with his hands behind his back.

The eternal lamp would impact everyone’s hearts and the safety of the world for the next ten years.

Alliance Master Yarn and Court Master Larson, as well as the four pavilion masters, stood in the crowd behind or beside Roger. They all watched the eternal lamp closely. This was related to the fate of the world.

Alliance Master Yarn narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the eternal lamp for a while before looking at Roger and Philip. He asked in a low voice, “Court Master Larson, did you predict the outcome of the Clarke family’s grand elder?”

had long been decided. There was no need to make another prediction. All the people in the world should thank the grand elder of the Clarke

was moved. He already understood the

all around. At this moment, regardless of one’s occupation, status, or age, everyone in the

disciples and even the ordinary masses sensed something in their hearts and looked in the direction of Cochly Mountain. There, a star shone with golden splendor before slowly subsiding. In other parts of the world, all the disciples looked in the direction of Orienta as their hearts

was worthy of the great

had lofty

M and Country Y received the satellite detection report almost immediately. They lowered their noble heads and mourned silently in the direction

the white castle, Roger knelt on the

Alliance Master Yarn and Court Master Larson, silently sighed as they looked at the extinguished