“Now that everyone’s here, I’ll explain the situation as it stands.”

Jared’s voice was calm, but every word carried weight.

Every eye in the room turned toward him.

“Cloudrest is our last stronghold. The city walls are sturdy, and the defensive wards are layered throughout. It’s easy to defend and difficult to breach.”

He paused briefly.

“But we don’t have enough fighters, and we don’t have enough top-tier cultivators. The Tribunal has three thousand celestial cultivators. They have the Tribunal Venerable. And they have five Level Eight True Immortal pursuers who descended from the Sixteenth Firmament.”

His gaze shifted toward Gideon Blackthorn.