In the dim palace, Lin Fan merely glanced at the secret letter, and it swiftly turned to ash and vanished.
His expression indifferent, he said, "Have someone verify it again."
The figure bowed and replied, "This subordinate has already sent someone to verify it. The intelligence should be genuine."
"Ever since the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect was destroyed, those remnants have hidden themselves in the sect's mysterious Forbidden Land."
"No one knows the Forbidden Land's exact location. If the sect hadn't planted a spy there in advance, we would have had no way of learning about this."
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, a thoughtful look in them.
Only after a moment did he wave his hand and say, "I shall make my own decision regarding this matter."
"Yes, Sect Master."
With that, he respectfully withdrew.
Only after leaving the hall did he straighten his bent back. He subconsciously wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and muttered, "The Sect Master seems to be growing more and more terrifying."
"But so what?"
He gave a strange smile and said, "Isn't this great? Then I can condense even more Killing Intent and complete my true transformation."
"Just thinking about it feels wonderful beyond words."
In a cave dwelling, a delicate-looking woman was sitting in a daze.
Gazing at the gloomy sky outside the window, she really wanted to draw the short sword hidden in her sleeve and end her life. But whenever she thought of her senior and junior brothers and sisters being ravaged by the demon sect's disciples, she could not make the final decision.
"Master and Martial Uncle, as well as so many fellow disciples, are all dead."
"And yet I'm the only one left..."
As she spoke, tears slid down her cheeks.
A figure suddenly appeared and