"The Immortal Sound Marvelous Record... I could study it when I had the time."
Lu Yunxiao smiled faintly, then put away the information panel.
With a casual wave of his hand, an icy-blue rune emerged, and the entire palace was instantly filled with biting cold.
Layers of ice rapidly spread throughout the palace.
It was one of the Eight Great Ancestral Talismans, the Ice Ancestral Talisman.
Looking at the Ice Ancestral Talisman in his hand, Lu Yunxiao did not hesitate and directly absorbed it into his body.
Streams of Spiritual Energy immediately spread out and began refining the Ice Ancestral Talisman.
At the Dao Sect, atop a towering mountain peak.
An Ancient Hall stood upon the mountain peak. Within the hall, four figures had gathered.
One of them wore coarse linen robes and cloth shoes, looking like an immortal sage. It was Ying Xuanzi.
"Xiaoxiao, has the Young Master been properly settled in?"
Ying Xuanzi looked at the woman beside him, dressed in a plain white robe and possessing a serene temperament, and asked.
"Everything has been arranged. The finest bedchamber has been prepared for Senior."
Ying Xiaoxiao parted her red lips and replied.
"Good. The Young Master has rendered our Dao Sect a tremendous service. We must not neglect him in the slightest."
Ying Xuanzi said.
Ying Xiaoxiao nodded, then asked, "Father, what exactly happened inside the Great Desolate Stele?"
"Was that True King really so powerful?"
"Yes, Sect Master, what exactly was the situation inside the stele?"
"This old man is also quite curious."
Elder Taixuan chimed in.
"I know."
Hearing this, Ying Huanhuan, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly became interested and quickly raised her hand.
Then, she vividly recounted everything that had happened within the Great Desolate Stele.
Ying Xiaoxiao's and Elder Taixuan's