Repairing the Heavenly Dao was not something that could be accomplished overnight. Although Yi Yun intended to return the Heavenly Dao and walk his own martial path, he still had to study these Heavenly Daos, comprehend and integrate them. That too would take time.
Now, Yi Yun was worried about the Luo Clan.
Although the Luo Clan was nothing compared to the great factions of the Ruins Return, it was still one of the Twelve Emperor Heavens' great clans.
Luo Yan possessed the Innate Fire Spirit Dao Embryo. He was naturally a genius within the Luo Clan, and the clan should have spared no effort in nurturing him. Yet his clothes looked rather ordinary, making him seem like an ordinary martial artist.
From the looks of it, the Luo Clan's circumstances were not very good.
"Luo Yan, what exactly has happened to the Luo Clan?" Yi Yun looked at the Linen-clothed Youth.
Suddenly being watched by Yi Yun, the Linen-clothed Youth seemed a little nervous. The person standing before him represented the supreme figure of the entire martial world of the Ruins Return, and he had even reached a realm that no powerhouse in the Ruins Return could comprehend.
"Senior Yi... you... you know the Luo Clan too?"
Compared with the entire Ruins Return, the Luo Clan was far too small. To someone of Yi Yun's realm, the Luo Clan was even more insignificant.
The Linen-clothed Youth had not expected Yi Yun to know of the Luo Clan.
"The Luo Clan and I have some ties. Is Luo Huo'er well?"
At that moment, Yi Yun's voice was calm, but he felt somewhat nervous inside. The Ancestral God calamity had swept across the Ruins Return. Luo Huo'er was like a tiny flame amid that great storm—one careless moment and she might