A Visit to the Lieyang Immortal Sect

The following afternoon, He Qiang was meditating in his cave abode when a burst of urgent shouting suddenly came from outside.

He ended his cultivation and opened the door, only to find a message-bearing disciple standing outside with a panicked expression.

"Junior Brother He! The Sect Master, elders, and Peak Lords are all at Chiyang Hall. You are ordered to come at once!"

He Qiang's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly grew tense.

Yesterday's discussion had already ended. Why had they suddenly summoned him again today? Could something have happened to Martial Uncle Zhaoyang?

Not daring to delay, he immediately followed the message-bearing disciple and hurried toward Chiyang Hall.

The instant he stepped into the hall, He Qiang's heart sank even further.

Today's gathering was no less imposing than yesterday's. The Peak Lords and elders all wore grave expressions, their brows tightly furrowed.

Chen Linger had only just arrived as well.

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, her heart jolted, and a sense of foreboding surged up within her.

She staggered forward and urgently asked Immortal Venerable of Lieyang, who sat in the seat of honor.

"Sect Master! Could it be... could something have happened to my master?"

Immortal Venerable of Lieyang waved his hand and comforted her gently.

"Your master is fine. Nothing has happened to her."

Yet as Chen Linger looked at the grim faces around her, tears still could not help but fall.

"Sect Master, stop lying to me! It was Hong Feng, wasn't it? It must have been him, it must be—"

An elder beside her spoke up and cut her off.

"Hong Feng is already dead. Your master is safe and sound, and she is currently on her way back to the sect."

The moment those words fell, the entire hall went silent.

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