"Lin Tianqi, Alchemist Kou?"
"Interesting, interesting..."
Half a year later, in a mysterious place within the Purple Zenith Realm, a white-haired male cultivator with delicate features sat atop a jade platform. Upon hearing the news brought by the burly man, he first froze slightly, then began to laugh coldly and maniacally.
His laughter grew louder and louder, echoing throughout the entire cave dwelling and valley.
He laughed for more than ten breaths before finally stopping.
"Fellow Daoist Jiao, this was already the best outcome Jiang could achieve with all his efforts. Please restrain your grief..." The burly man floating in the air saw this scene, and a trace of pity flashed through his eyes as he tried to console him.
A clan exterminated overnight, hair turned white overnight—such a tragic human calamity was rarely seen in the cultivation world. Even among the Twelve Dong Families, steeped in sorrow as they were, such tragedies had been seldom seen over the past ten thousand years.
And Jiao Changyi, who had heard that, because of Wei Tu's obstruction, only one of his two children remained alive... temporarily losing his mind over it was understandable to him.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang is mistaken. What Jiao finds amusing is not that Yan'er could not be rescued, but that this ancient demon surnamed Kou actually came looking for my Twelve Dong Families of his own accord..."
"A great upheaval unseen in ten thousand years has appeared." Jiao Changyi's gaze turned cold as he spoke indifferently.
"A great upheaval unseen in ten thousand years?" The burly man was slightly stunned by this. He did not understand how Jiao Changyi had gone from a personal matter to this.
"That man surnamed Kou successfully smuggled himself from the Hundred Sects Ruins to the Spirit Realm... And there, he successfully met