Godric gave a slow nod. His voice was as cold as ten-thousand-year ice. “We’re not letting them go—we’re delaying.”

“Standing still for now doesn’t mean we’re afraid. It means we’ll take our revenge the right way.”

“Once we’ve dealt with Jared, eliminated the hidden threat of Cloudhaven City and the Sky Dragon Clan, and secured our rear, we’ll turn back and settle the score with the Demon Dragon Lineage. By then, no one will be left to help them—and no one will be able to withstand the Celestial Palace’s wrath.”

He turned and looked toward Cloudhaven City.

A golden light flickered in his eyes—unyielding, resolute.

“That Jared carries the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline—something rarely seen in this world. One of the greatest treasures under heaven. Countless cultivators would do anything to claim it.”

“If I can capture him alive, extract that bloodline, and refine it with an ancient divine elixir, my cultivation will break past True Immortal Realm Level Two in a single step and enter the third tier. I may even have a chance to strike at the fourth.”