Just as Lin Sheng was about to begin cultivating in the quiet room, hurried footsteps sounded outside.
"Young master, Mr. Tang would like you to come over."
Meng Lie's respectful voice came from beyond the door.
"Understood."
Lin Sheng nodded, set aside his plans to cultivate for the moment, and pushed open the door.
Tang Chong would never summon him over something trivial. He must have important information, so Lin Sheng could not afford to take this lightly.
The Military Department Camp.
"You're here."
Dressed in a long white robe, Tang Chong sat in his study.
Although the room was filled with the enticing fragrance of tea, Tang Chong was not warming a pot as he usually did. Only a pot of plain tea stood on the desk.
Watching Lin Sheng enter, he nodded in greeting, his expression somewhat grave.
"Sir, has something happened?"
Noticing that something was wrong, Lin Sheng's expression grew serious as he asked.
"Yes, something has indeed happened. According to the latest news, the Black Disaster has already appeared in the waters off the Eastern Continent."
"It's reached the coastal waters already?!"
At this, a flicker of shock crossed Lin Sheng's eyes.
Although he had suspected as much, he could not help being shaken when confronted with the truth.
"I've personally confirmed it. It is indeed the Black Disaster. Although it isn't particularly intense, it is now spreading several times faster than before. I'm afraid there isn't much time left."
Tang Chong lifted the teapot and poured Lin Sheng a cup, his expression solemn.
"Is it because of the Thousand-Eyed Nether Lord?" Lin Sheng asked heavily.
Three days ago, the Black Disaster had appeared without warning. By now, they could essentially confirm that the Thousand-Eyed Nether Lord was responsible.
The current situation was very likely a