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Song Qingming and the others returned from Lu State. Although traveling aboard the sect's large flying boat took over a month, news of the great battle at Baimeng Mountain had already spread through the neighboring countries via various Sound Transmission Talismans.
Li Mufeng and the others in Wei State had naturally received the letters Song Qingming's group had sent back along the way long ago.
After the people before him rose one after another, Li Mufeng, who had come to greet them, turned sorrowful and continued speaking from afar:
"Lingyin Sect has endured for thousands of years, yet who could have thought it would suffer such a calamity of extermination in a single day? Sects in the Cultivation World rise and fall, and most cannot escape this day.
"I had known Old Ghost Situ for nearly a thousand years. Another old friend to play chess with is gone from this life. It is truly rather regrettable."
Li Mufeng and Situ Yan of Lingyin Sect had been friends for many years. Speaking now of the latter's death, he naturally felt a few more traces of grief in his heart.
The many cultivators present likewise fell silent upon hearing this.
After quite a while, Li Mufeng finally adjusted his emotions. Turning to Song Qingming with a smile, he said:
"I also heard that this time, Junior Brother faced many opponents alone atop Baimeng Mountain. Not only did you deter Yuxiao Sect and the others, you also saved some of Lingyin Sect's disciples.
"Junior Brother Song acted righteously and stopped Chen Yunxiao and the others from wiping them out completely. You have brought no small amount of prestige to our Carefree Sect,