The ruins of the ancient heavenly court.
Outside of the Moon Palace.
A man appeared suddenly at this place, his face grim and his skin all a purplish hue.
The next moment.
He fixated his gaze upon the grand door of the Moon Palace.
"This door shows signs of being opened!"
"Just as I heard that booming sound earlier, it indeed came from this direction."
His gaze swept over the ground and noticed the faint traces on it.
"Someone indeed went in!"
"Two sets of traces, who could they be?"
He mumbled to himself, delving deep into thought.
Afterward, he reached up to his eye and plucked out an eyeball.
The eyeball then slowly merged into the void.
After ensuring that it left no trace in the void, he remarked,
"If it was a Saint or a demon saint who went in, so be it! But, if it was someone lesser than that, then..."
A glint of cold light flickered in his eyes as he turned to leave.
...
In the Avenue of the Star River.