On a mysterious mountaintop veiled in mist, Gladwin sat cross- legged, his eyes lightly shut, emanating an air of solemnity.

Before him stood a towering figure, an elderly man adorned in a pristine white robe, with snow-white hair and a face that belied his age.

The elderly man was none other than the Timaeus Sect and Righteous Alliance’s Leader, Xachary.

Xachary was seething with anger.

The sudden, unprovoked onslaught by the New Alliance had thrown the Righteous Alliance into disarray, causing chaos, panic, and substantial losses.

At the same time, his top general, Hetsema, had gone missing and his fate was uncertain.

Moreover, Gladwin, who commanded dozens of forces, refused to lend assistance.

Sect and Righteous Alliance, Xachary had issued

However, Gladwin ignored them.

with his defiance, Xachary

gritted teeth,

is unstable,

dispute aside, we still belong to

against the New Alliance Gladwin sneered, “But if the New Alliance is defeated, will I still have a place in the Righteous Alliance and Timaeus Sect?” Xachary squinted, saying, “So, what is it that you want?” Gladwin replied coldly, “I want us to be equals, and not to be dictated

Patriarchs.” “you know very

If you intend to abandon the Righteous Alliance and Timaeus Sect, you might as well be

to set him up, and answering may lead to his death, for behind Xachary loomed a Tai Chi Messenger, who was at the Xaeclon

he could not afford to be targeted by

menacingly, "Gladwin, considering we’re from the same sect, I'll offer you

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