“It’s fake—an illusion. Something he created.”

The moment Yang Governor finished speaking, Yemima—eyes bloodshot—lunged forward in a frenzy.

It didn’t matter.

James caught her by the throat instantly and locked her down without effort.

“Idiot,” Yang Governor cursed under her breath.

Seizing the moment, she shot upward, trying to escape—but a sacred purple-gold Dao glyph dropped from the gray clouds above and slammed her back down.

Thud.