A week later, the Seat of Divine Foresight was enveloped in an atmosphere of unprecedented gravity. The air itself felt heavy, charged with suspicion and the solemn weight of history. This was not a routine briefing; it was a sight not seen in centuries.

A Seven Arbiter-Generals emergency meeting had been convened. This was not a simple hearing; it was a trial, intended for General Jing Yuan's final judgment.

Five of the seven Arbiter-Generals were present, their imposing figures seated around the great circular table, the emblem of the Alliance gleaming beneath them. General Huaiyan of the Zhuming, the eldest and most respected, sat with his arms crossed, his aged face a mask of stern, uncompromising duty. Opposite him, General Yao Guang of the Yuque, a sharp-eyed woman known for her keen intellect and fiery temper, tapped her fingers impatiently on the table.

And then there was Feixiao, representing the Yaoqing. She sat in silence, her expression cold, impartial, and utterly unreadable, her gaze fixed on the center of the hall.

"Jing Yuan," the imposter controlled by Phantylia, was escorted to the center. He was still bound by the glowing, suppressor-field energy shackles. Phantylia played the part to perfection—his head was slightly bowed, his white hair disheveled, and his expression was one of weary, tragic resignation. A noble hero, falsely accused and brought low by conspiracy.

General Yao Guang of the Yuque, known for her sharp, zero-tolerance approach to betrayal, was the first to speak. Her voice was as sharp as glass as it cut through the tense silence.

"Jing Yuan, the evidence found within your own private study is irrefutable. Do you admit your guilt? Did you, or did you not, collude with the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus and the Lord Ravager Phantylia?"

"Jing Yuan" (Phantylia) slowly raised his head. The look in his golden, lion-like eyes was not one of guilt, but of profound, weary sadness. "General Yao Guang... I have served the Luofu for seven thousand years. That you would all believe..."

"Enough!" Huaiyan's voice boomed, cutting him off. "The evidence is absolute. We are here for a judgment, not a debate."

Just as Huaiyan was about to call for a vote, Feixiao suddenly stood up, her chair scraping loudly against the polished floor. Every eye in the hall snapped to her.

"Everyone, wait." Her voice was cold, steady, and held the entire room captive. "Before the final judgment, my intelligence division on the Yaoqing has uncovered new, disturbing evidence related to this case."

All eyes turned to her. She produced a stack of confidential data slips, her face a mask of grim duty.

"This contains more evidence of Jing Yuan's dealings with the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. But... more importantly..."

Her gaze became incredibly sharp, moving from Jing Yuan and locking onto the startled General Yao Guang.

"My investigation has discovered that the Disciples haven't just infiltrated the Luofu."

She projected the first letter for all the generals to see. The data was clear: encrypted communications, illicit resource transfers.

"The Xianzhou Yuque also has strongholds for these traitors. And... General Yao Guang, you have had frequent, secret dealings with them!"

"What?!" Yao Guang abruptly shot to her feet, her chair toppling backward with a crash. Her face flushed with shock and pure, unadulterated fury. "Feixiao! What venomous nonsense are you spouting?! This is slander of the highest order!"

Feixiao sneered, not backing down an inch. She pulled out several more letters, projecting them for all to see. "Slander? These are confidential letters written by General Jing Yuan to you, bearing his verified secret seal. They clearly record how you provided shelter for the Disciples on the Yuque, in exchange for their forbidden research on... immortality."

Yao Guang quickly scanned the projections, her face turning from red fury to a deathly, ashen pale. The letters detailed dates, cargo manifests, and private conversations she thought she'd had, all perfectly twisted.

"This... this is forged! Utterly fabricated! I have never seen these things!" she stammered, her voice losing its confidence.

The other generals murmured, their gazes shifting in confusion between Feixiao, the furious Yao Guang, and the shackled, "defeated" Jing Yuan.

Just as everyone was puzzled by this shocking new accusation, "Jing Yuan" (Phantylia) suddenly spoke, his voice heavy with "defeat."

"Enough, Yao Guang. At this point... are you still pretending?"

Yao Guang looked at him in utter disbelief, as if he had just stabbed her. "Jing Yuan, you... what are you saying?"

"That's right," "Jing Yuan" (Phantylia) looked directly at her, his expression one of a man with nothing left to lose, a man dragging his co-conspirator down with him. "The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus indeed have a branch on the Yuque. And the one who helped them establish contact... was me."

The entire hall fell into a dead, shocked silence. The only sound was the low hum of the Seat of Divine Foresight's inactive systems.

"JING YUAN! WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" Yao Guang roared, her composure completely shattered. "You... you're implicating me to save yourself?!"

"Save myself?" "Jing Yuan" (Phantylia) sneered, a cold, desperate sound that didn't sound like him at all. "It's too late for that. I am merely... confessing." He looked at the other generals. "Who was it that said, as long as the research was 'controlled properly,' we could 'fight poison with poison'? Who was it that was so terrified of the Mara, so desperate for a 'cure' that they were willing to listen to Dan Shu's proposals?"

"You... you're slandering me! This is a conspiracy! Huaiyan, you must believe me!" Yao Guang panicked, her eyes darting to the other generals, who now looked at her with pure, unadulterated suspicion.

The council hall erupted into absolute chaos. "Treason!" Huaiyan bellowed, slamming his fist on the table. "Two of them! Two traitors!"

Just as the argument reached its peak, just as the remaining generals were about to restrain both Yao Guang and Feixiao—

BOOM!

The massive, reinforced doors of the Seat of Divine Foresight were smashed open, blown inwards by a dark, corrupting force.

"Ambush!" a Cloud Knight shouted, drawing his blade.

Countless Abominations of Abundance surged in, their bodies twisted and grotesque, their flesh pulsing with the foul energy of Yaoshi. And among them, roaring in triumph, were terrifying, fur-clad figures—Borisin shock troops.

[Inorin's Note: The Borisin are a wolf-like, marauding race, enemies of the Xianzhou, and now allied with Orion's conspiracy.]

"Protect the Generals!" the surrounding Cloud Knights shouted, forming a desperate defensive circle.

In the chaotic battle, as energy blasts and the roars of monsters filled the hall, Feixiao clutched her head, staggering. Her eyes suddenly changed. The cool, calculating green vanished, replaced by a pure, blood-red glow. Her pupils dilated, and black, Mara-like veins spread from her temples, pulsing with dark energy.

"By the Hunt... Moon Madness!" Huaiyan shouted in horror, recognizing the signs of a warrior succumbing to the Mara.

[Inorin's Note: "Moon Madness" or being Mara-Struck is a condition where long-life species are overcome by negative emotions and memories, descending into a berserk, violent state. Feixiao is faking this as part of the plan.]

"KILL!" Feixiao let out a beast-like, inhuman roar. She summoned her great axe and, ignoring the monsters entirely, struck at the nearest target—Yao Guang.

"Feixiao! Are you insane?!" Yao Guang screamed, hastily summoning her own spear to parry the sudden, treacherous blow. The force of the impact sent her staggering back, the axe light still grazing her arm and leaving a deep, bleeding wound. She was now fighting for her life against both the monsters and a fellow General.

At the same time, "Jing Yuan" (Phantylia), who was still "shackled," also began to "transform." Dark, Mara-like lines spread across his skin. "No... no!" He clutched his head, acting out a perfect, agonizing scene of a man losing his sanity to the Mara.

The energy shackles around him flickered and shattered—a detail you had arranged with Phantylia beforehand. He suddenly erupted, a sharp, dark blade appearing in his hand as he lunged, not at the monsters, but straight towards the besieged Yao Guang.

"Both of you... traitors!" Yao Guang shrieked, desperately trying to fend off a "mad" Feixiao with her heavy axe and a "Mara-Struck" Jing Yuan with his deadly blade.

In the chaos, she struggled, but she was no match for the combined, murderous efforts of two "insane" Arbiter-Generals.

Pfft.

Feixiao's axe swing was a high feint, forcing Yao Guang to block. Phantylia's blade, imbued with the true, dark power of Destruction, plunged low, piercing straight through Yao Guang's chest from under her guard.

"You..." Yao Guang's eyes widened in shock. She looked down at the blade protruding from her chest, then at the two "mad" figures before her. Her body slowly fell. The Arbiter-General of the Yuque had fallen, assassinated in the heart of the Alliance's power.

"YAO GUANG!" General Huaiyan roared, his voice cracking with grief and rage. He unleashed his own power, a wave of fire that incinerated the last of the fiends.

When he turned, he saw the horrific scene: "Jing Yuan" (Phantylia) stood with blood-stained hands, and Feixiao, still roaring with blood-red eyes, was poised over Yao Guang's body.

"You two... traitors!" Huaiyan bellowed, his heart breaking. "Guards! Apprehend them! Use full force!"

The Cloud Knights swarmed in. "Jing Yuan" (Phantylia) took advantage of the distraction as they focused their efforts on subduing the "berserk" and "dangerous" Feixiao. He was just a blur, breaking through a stained-glass window and vanishing into the chaos of the Luofu outside.

"Chase him! Don't let the traitor Jing Yuan escape!" Huaiyan ordered. But it was already too late.

Inside the hall, it was a complete mess. Yao Guang's body lay in a growing pool of her own golden blood. Feixiao, after a "fierce struggle," was finally subdued by several generals striking her pressure points, and she fell "unconscious."

Huaiyan looked at the scene—one general dead, one mad, one a fugitive. His aged face was filled with exhaustion and a bottomless despair. Two of the Alliance's greatest heroes, fallen to treason and Mara in one day. The Luofu was bleeding.

Soon, Marshal Hua's official announcement spread throughout the Xianzhou Alliance, relayed via the Seat of Divine Foresight (now under your and Phantylia's complete control, disguised as Fu Xuan).

"It is with a heavy heart that we announce General Yao Guang of the Yuque conspired in rebellion with the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. She was subsequently killed by her fellow rebel, General Jing Yuan of the Luofu, who then succumbed to the Mara and fled. General Jing Yuan is now wanted by the Alliance. Arbiter-General Feixiao of the Yaoqing, in her heroic effort to stop the traitors, suffered a severe flare-up of Moon Madness from the psychic backlash and is currently receiving intensive treatment."

The news shook the Alliance to its core.

A few days later, a body, created and discarded by Phantylia, was discovered in a secluded alley of the Luofu. It was "Jing Yuan." The official report, signed by Acting Master Diviner "Jiang Xuan," concluded he had committed suicide out of guilt, his body already succumbing completely to the Mara.

As the news of the "Treason of Two Generals" and the "Suicide of Jing Yuan" spread, the entire Xianzhou Alliance, leaderless and reeling from the betrayal of two of its most trusted generals, plunged into an upheaval unseen in a thousand years. Faith in the Arbiter-Generals, the pillars of the Alliance, was shattered.

The Luofu was without its General, the Yuque was under investigation, and the Yaoqing's General was "incapacitated."

The perfect storm of chaos had been unleashed, all according to your script.