That shadow of gloom rapidly spread.
Anyone could see the water-dark expression on Mi Shuhua's face!
"Why are you panicking? Calm down!"
His level voice was like a basin of ice water poured over Mi Junping's head, instantly bringing her back to her senses.
"Tell me slowly."
"Mm-hm!"
Mi Junping took a deep breath and said, "The people left behind at headquarters just sent a secret message."
"At present, the Flood Dragon Hall where Wang Yuan is stationed, the Battle Hall where Zeng Wen and Chou Wu are, and even Ke Yuelin's Beast Hall have all come under massive attack."
"Yang Wei, who returned heavily wounded from the Ancient Origin Mountain Range, was found by Battle Hall cultivators sent out to seek aid. He had already died miserably at home."
"Headquarters is also under attack by a large force, led by no fewer than four Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivators. Mi Zijun is leading people in a desperate defense, but the situation has become extremely dire."
By the end, an involuntary note of anxiety had returned to her voice.
"Father, the Great River Gang's offensive this time is even fiercer than last year's!"
Hearing this, the other Mi Family cultivators were all stunned.
The unrest quietly spread.
When Mi Shuhua saw this scene, his first reaction was not concern for the Mountain Shattering Gang's situation, but sorrow.
He, Mi Shuhua, possessed such grand talent and great ambition. Rising forcefully from the status of an independent cultivator, he had established his foundation, seized a gang, and built a family from scratch.
Under his leadership, the Mountain Shattering Gang had developed in every aspect, almost no different from a small sect.
Given sufficient resources, he would even dare to contend for the Golden Core Realm.
Yet the descendants born of his bloodline