Wine spilled across the floor, its fragrance filling the air.
But no one had the mind to care about such things, for at this moment, the entire banquet hall trembled lightly.
This trembling did not come from beneath the ground but from the violent spiritual power surging through the air.
Usually, these spiritual forces conflicted with one another, neutralizing one another's presence.
But now, they seemed to bow deeply as though subjects meeting their emperor, showing utter submission!
This bizarre and unprecedented scene left everyone in the banquet hall utterly stunned.
Even Jing Hanhai, the sovereign of Jing Country, turned pale, his voice trembling as he said, "State… State Preceptor, what is happening?"
Qing Mo's expression also shifted, but he forced himself to remain calm and responded lightly, "Your Majesty need not panic; with the Ghost Monarch's protection, neither you nor our Jing Country shall face any harm!"
