Deep in the night, Hidden Spirit Palace, situated in the depths of the seafloor, sank into silence.
Gu An lay in a chair, holding a book in one hand. From time to time, the sound of undersea tides reached his ears, along with the cries of mysterious Demon Beasts, as though it were a concert, leaving his heart very calm.
Time flowed swiftly in this atmosphere.
Gu An put down the book. He stood, stretched lazily, and looked outside Hidden Spirit Palace. He saw that the Deep Sea Dragon Carp had once again set out on the road to search for Hidden Spirit Palace.
There were no powerful demon creatures blocking the road ahead, so there should not be any problems.
Gu An watched for a while, then left Hidden Spirit Palace and returned to Taixuan Sect.
Regarding Wu Jue's case, it remained the matter of greatest concern in Taixuan Sect. Many righteous-minded people demanded that the sect thoroughly investigate the reason those disciples had gone mad. If what they said was true, then Wu Jue had to be given justice.
If even a genius like Wu Jue could be slandered, suppressed, and even possibly harmed to death, how could the other disciples not panic?
This was something that had happened right beside them!
There was even a disciple who publicly shouted in Inner Sect City, seeking to call out the sense of justice in the other disciples. In his hand he held Pan An's Righteousness and Demon, the book that recorded how Sword Venerable Fudao had once pacified Taixuan Sect's internal strife. Relying on this book, even the disciples of Law Enforcement Hall did not dare take him down.
As Gu An used his divine sense to observe that disciple's shouting, he walked into Third Medicine Valley.
Disciples had