"It's captured, but the details aren't very clear—especially the final scene..." The subordinate pushed the professional camera toward Raylee Eugene. Raylee Eugene took it and quickly opened the playback. The camera was the latest model from last year, boasting top-tier dynamic tracking and pixel resolution, specifically designed for recording adventure programs such as wingsuit flying and high-speed skiing. A high-altitude battle like the one just witnessed, under nighttime conditions, simply couldn't be captured by a smartphone. The video lasted two minutes, with minimal close-up shots, since the giant eagle flew so fast—approaching and even exceeding supersonic speeds—and in a non-linear path; close-up shots often resulted in losing the subject. Nevertheless, it was sufficient. The night sky was deep and dark, with dozens of tornadoes moving swiftly. Against this apocalyptic backdrop, the massive black silhouette moved with remarkable agility through the storms, weaving in Z-shaped patterns and then curling into S-shaped turns. Its speed and maneuverability surpassed the wind mages, long celebrated as the masters of the sky. "Weaker lighting conditions when capturing high-dynamic scenes have always been the Achilles' heel of any camera or recording device!" Rayli Eugene remarked, acknowledging that while the resolution was decent, it wasn't outstanding. With the distance too great and it being nighttime, expectations couldn't be fully met. There was still one aspect that fell short: after the giant eagle's body shattered and abruptly vanished, the deity Juming appeared suddenly—this transition wasn't clearly captured. Upon reflection, having points of contention and uncertainty might actually boost the video's viewership. Satisfied, Rayli Eugene handed the recorder to his subordinate and glanced at the guests' faces. Among the major official organizations, members of the Sea God Church were visibly astonished, puzzled, and dissatisfied. The proud sea nymphs, deeply invested in national and organizational prestige, were particularly displeased that foreign representatives from the Five Elements Alliance had defeated elite members of the Free Federation. Meanwhile, the women of the Beauty God Association observed the young man dressed in a white-feathered cloak with a curious, attentive, and almost hunting-like gaze—this included their own president, Tanah Karolin. A sixth-tier sage is sufficient to draw the attention and esteem of a Sovereign, especially within a profession like the Divine Beauty Association, renowned for cultivating relationships. Several members from civilian organizations were stunned and speechless—according to their expectations, it was the members of the Five Elements Alliance who had just suffered a humiliating defeat tonight. In the Free Federation, within the domain of the Divine Judgment, could a group of teams with only up to fifth-tier status offend the Med family and reap significant consequences? Yet, since they were not directly involved in the incident and had no competing interests, their astonishment remained pure and even slightly exhilarating—true surprise and a pleasant twist of events were the real delight. Members of the Anti-Black-and-White Alliance, including the sixth-tier Wind Sage "Wing of the Wind," expressed palpable excitement and satisfaction. Even the serious and principled knight "Self-Improving Without Ceasing" could not help but smile. Among the spiritual practitioners in the Chinese Town, the Anti-Black-and-White Alliance had long been the most vocal critics of Black-and-White Chocolate. Now, with Julian's defeat and his dignity completely compromised, they felt a deep sense of relief and satisfaction, alongside a strong sense of belonging and pride. Although the incident in which the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was forced to die has left overseas Chinese practitioners with a very negative impression of the Five Elements Alliance—viewing it as rigid, corrupt, and autocratic—there has consistently been a steady emergence of strong and elite figures among the second-largest region's members. This is a great source of comfort for those with strong national and ancestral ties. The most difficult to accept this outcome are the members of the Department of Heavenly Punishment, who feel as though they have lost everything—like a gambler who has gone bankrupt—exhibiting a deep sense of resentment and disbelief, yet unable to reconcile it with the undeniable facts, their faces reflecting a profound sense of despair. They regard Zhang Yuanqing with a mixture of aversion and apprehension. This wood spirit is undoubtedly at the peak of Level Six, and among the most outstanding of that tier, capable of standing alongside well-known young prodigies such as Osmon and Xia Zhao. Shina Reo has keenly observed the expressions of the Department of Heavenly Punishment members, several of whom she knows well. These individuals, who have traditionally carried an air of condescension and superiority when addressing her, often regard her as a mere country bumpkin. But at this moment, the way they looked at Yuan Shi Jun was like a dog struck by a stick—snarling, wincing, yet only able to retreat and bark. The saying "One good blow prevents a hundred more" suddenly made sense to Shina Ryō. If only the Cat King speaker were worn at his waist now—he'd play a song titled "Being invincible is just so lonely." Zhang Yuanqing stepped on Julian's back, removed his white feather cloak, and casually tossed it over Julian's shoulders. He glanced over the members of Tianfa, and finally settled his gaze on Chief Executive Officer Shawn Med, speaking with composure: "Brady Med has been bothering my colleagues, targeting us in an unseemly manner. My intervention against him was entirely justified, and Julian's pursuit of justice for his brother is equally so. "Yet going forward, I hope the members of Tianfa will refrain from troubling us, and I also hope that Chief Executive Officer Med will ensure his subordinates do the same. Otherwise, under my authority, I shall see to it that each one who comes into conflict with us is dealt with. "With that, he softened his tone."Thank you for the welcome banquet—very satisfactory. Then, I shall be off tonight." He turned and departed, leaving the others in quiet silence. How good at acting! If Xiaohou Aotian had been here, he would have been envious, drooling over the scene. Hongji first stepped forward, followed by Guan Ya and Sun Miao Miao, the five sacred cultivators. At the same time, he regretted not having secured the team from the Five Elements Alliance. If he had known that one of the team members was a peak Saint, Sean would never have allowed them to fall under the command of Winny Burent. …… The Chinese Quarter, a red-brick villa. Gao Qianxiu, drenched in sweat, sat at her desk, furrowing her brows, breathing heavily, and anxiously staring at her phone screen. [Snow White: @Self-Reliant, how is the Wind God’s steward doing? Has the bleeding been controlled? Should I send the Master of Medicine over?] [Master of Medicine: I’m already in the taxi. By heaven’s will, the people from the Celestial Judgment are as assertive and domineering as ever—and quite rude.] A few minutes ago, the team leader, Self-Reliant, had reported in the group chat that the Five Elements Alliance’s support team had been targeted by Julian’s son, Sean Mead. The Wind God’s Wing had stepped in to defend them, only to be severely injured by Julian. Upon receiving this news, Gao Qianxiu immediately paused her fitness routine and joined the team members in waiting for Everyone is both concerned about the current status and future of the Wind God's Wings, as well as deeply divided on the matter. The aerial specialist, known for his sturdy build, believes the Wind God's Wings doesn't need to assert itself strongly—after all, the issue isn't directly targeting the anti-Black-and-White Coalition, and members of the Five Elements Alliance lack strong affiliations with either side. Currently, the situation has become burdensome without yielding tangible benefits. Julian Mede, clearly a person who holds grudges, is particularly sensitive—offending him may not only result in personal setbacks but could also negatively impact the anti-Black-and-White Coalition. Meanwhile, the faction "Do Not Forget the Homeland," which holds a deep affection for its homeland, sees the Wind God's Wings' actions as fully aligned with the spirit of the anti-Black-and-White Coalition. Though they have suffered due to the overwhelming force of the divine judgment, they are willing to accept this loss—because they cannot retreat. Amidst this anxiety, self-renewing resilience finally sent out a message to all: "The Wind God's steward has fully recovered; his fellow members from the Five Elements Alliance administered half a tube of Life Source Fluid, which has completely ] [Snow White: Still generous—worthwhile that the Wind Spirit Attendant took the beating for them.] Cao Qianxi exhaled in relief, about to set her phone down and continue her workout, when Snow White asked again: [How about the Five Elements Alliance? Were they seriously injured? Did Julian publicly humiliate anyone?] [Never Forget Our Homeland: You don’t need to ask!] It’s true that one doesn’t need to ask about embarrassing things—except… Cao Qianxi thought silently. [Self-Improving Without Ceasing: One of the Five Elements Alliance’s six-tier peak sages defeated Julian Mei, and did so in under three minutes.] …The group fell silent immediately, with no one speaking for a long time. This result had exceeded everyone’s expectations. [Snow White: Wow, a six-tier peak sage—doesn’t that place them on par with the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign? The Five Elements Alliance has truly sent strong representatives this time—I’d love to meet them.] 】 【A Master of Medicine: A Saint at the peak of Level Six—someone of considerable influence within the Five Elements Alliance. Thus, Wind God’s Wings has forged a favorable connection. The Alliance’s Grand Master will surely be delighted.】 【Cao Qianxiu: What’s the Saint’s name? What’s his profession?】 【Zi Qiang Buxi: His spiritual ID appears to be Zhùmáng, and his profession is King of Beasts.】 Cao Qianxiu responded with a simple "Oh," slightly disappointed, still harboring an unwarranted hope. Her neighbor had mentioned a few days ago that he was planning to accompany his girlfriend back to her hometown. Just the day after he left, the Five Elements Alliance’s aid team arrived in Xin Yue County. Cao Qianxiu sometimes wonders whether a Level Five swordsman could truly be an independent practitioner—perhaps, in fact, he is actually a member of the Five Elements Alliance, dispatched under organizational assignment for a secret mission? The air of mystery displayed by the Free-Spirited Sword Immortal aligns well with her expectations. But now it seems she has overthought it. …… Song Hai, 9:30 a.m. Fu Qingyang opened the forum and habitually scanned through the posts, when suddenly a headline caught his attention: #Juming? A mysterious master from the Five Elements Alliance defeats Julian Meid, a Wind Master with a Dominant-level artifact#. Fu Qingyang's brow immediately furrowed. He opened the post and read it—its content had been copied and pasted directly from the Tianfa Forum, offering a concise account of the conflict between the Five Elements Alliance's support team and the Meid family, which escalated into a full-scale confrontation after the evening banquet. Unexpectedly, Julian Meid—despite being a late-stage Level 6 Wind Master and equipped with a Dominant-level artifact—was swiftly defeated and severely injured, collapsing into unconsciousness by a relatively unknown member of the Five Elements Alliance. The incident quickly spread across the Tianfa Forum that night, with one merchant from the Merchant's Guild even publicly selling battle footage for a fee of 500 Federal Coins to access high-definition videos. By today, following the growing momentum of the event, representatives from the Tianfa Forum have already reached out to allies of the Five Elements Alliance to inquire about Juming's status. After all, a master at the peak of Level 6, surely couldn As for the Wuxing Alliance, they had absolutely no knowledge of this person, Ju Mang. Only after checking the official records did they learn that he was a nominal steward from Songhai, having been on the payroll for many years but rarely attending official events. This naturally enhanced Ju Mang's aura of mystery—people quietly speculated that he was a carefully cultivated elite within Songhai's branch, a hidden power. Fu Qingyang silently closed the post, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth: "Being understated and avoiding trouble?" Fortunately, he hadn't believed Yuan Shi's tall tales. The real Ju Mang had been assigned to the White Guard's factional quest, where he wouldn't surface for at least a week, and even when he did, he could easily re-enter the next spiritual realm. A delay of one or two months was entirely manageable. The White Guard members, all close confidants, maintained strict confidentiality, and Fu Qingyang had already made arrangements to send a top-tier envoy to carry out a secret mission in Xin Yue Prefecture. No one knew that Yuan Shi himself had been the one impersonating Ju Mang. Julian Med, dressed in pajamas, lifted his laptop and slammed it hard onto the floor. The device shattered, its casing and internal components scattering across the floor. Julian Med's chest heaved violently as he leaned against the edge of the desk, gasping for breath, his handsome face twisted with fury. "Thud. Thud!" The door creaked twice, and Sean Med, slender-faced, stepped in, glanced at the wreckage, and said solemnly, "If you can't endure the scorn and ridicule on the forum, then don't bother coming. If you want to pay attention to the aftermath, you'll need to prepare yourself." "Prepare for what?" Julian Med demanded, glaring at his father. "They've called me a disgrace to the Med family, a disgrace to the very concept of divine retribution—words that no one could possibly bear." After last night's battle, he had surpassed Osmond, Shaz, and Hoover to become the new disgrace of the Divine Retribution. After nearly a month of relentless online criticism, finally someone had stood tall. Now, the three men would surely wake up laughing in their dreams. Sean Med said coldly, "Your inability to bear the pressure of verbal insults is your problem." "Father!" Julian shouted, "All I want is your reassurance. Not these grand principles!" Julian was Sean's eldest son and the most cherished heir, and because of his favored status, he never felt intimidated by his father. Sean Med spoke calmly, "What you truly need is retribution and the restoration of your dignity—not my reassurance." Julian calmed down and thought for a moment, then said, "So you'd like me to remain in New Covenant County?" Sean nodded. With his father's approval, Julian continued, "Right now, we cannot retaliate—doing so would be too obvious. If any of the Five Elements Alliance suffer an unforeseen incident, they will surely hold us accountable. The current situation is unstable, and the Divine Judgment requires cooperation from all orderly organizations worldwide. Therefore, when that happens, the headquarters will choose to appease the Five Elements Alliance. Your political opponents will then launch attacks against you, undermining your promotion." "The situation in the New Covenant County is now chaotic—chaos is an opportunity. They can be eliminated at any moment by the forces of evil, but only by working together can they be brought down in a way that makes sense." After listening, Sean Mede said calmly, "You've already grasped the point. Your transfer request has been submitted. Take a few days off at home—I'll be out for a while. I won't have dinner at home." With that, he turned and left the room.