Yelia spoke, her voice calm but tinged with sorrow.
"Lord Amel… he… he.. Eventually agreed to his master's command and abandoned the idea of surrendering the artifact.
Instead, he planned to use the Myriad Worlds Painting to help some of his fellow disciples escape the sect, taking the artifact and the Enchanted Everwood Farm with him.
He wanted to preserve the talented seeds of Holy Land Torel. With the potential escape, he also hoped to draw the Immortal's attention away from the sect and give the remaining disciples a chance to survive."
She paused, her expression darkening.
"But… It was too late. By the time Lord Amel could act on his plan, the sect was already in ruins. Most of the disciples and elders were dead. The Immortal's rampage continued unabated, and the bloodshed only stopped when the Immortal finally concluded that the artifact was no longer in this world.
