Let Me Feel You

Hanyu had returned.

By the time Quan Xiaotong and the others received word, Hanyu was already circling above the East Sea.

The Central Continent cultivators had learned their lesson. They kept moving unpredictably and no longer dared to foolishly stay in one place.

Apart from the reef Hanyu had arranged, nearly all the Sky Wave Crossings had been changing position constantly these past few days.

Only by following the Artifact Spirit's guidance had Hanyu managed to find them. Otherwise, even for an ordinary Yanluo Hall cultivator, tracking down those ships would have been quite a struggle.

Xia Wuyou came out in person to bring him aboard. Once they returned to the ship where everyone had gathered, the Central Continent's experts were already waiting.

"You're all right. That's what matters."

Quan Xiaotong stepped forward and looked Hanyu over carefully before finally letting out a long breath.

"I'm fine. It was a close call."

Hanyu replied with a smile. In truth, there had been nothing close about it—he'd nearly died out there.

But to him, as long as he hadn't died, it counted as a close call.

When they brought up his trip overseas, Hanyu's expression suddenly turned serious. He recounted in detail everything he had seen and heard, except for what had happened with Chen Xixi.

The expressions around the hall shifted from time to time—some grew solemn, others shocked or bewildered.

The things Hanyu described were simply too horrifying.

No one had expected the usually low-profile Heavenly Dao Sect to pull off a single scheme that rivaled all the Yanluo Hall had accomplished through so much effort.

Even less had they expected the Heavenly Dao Sect to be so ruthless.

The Overseas Islands—gone!

How many living beings had they slaughtered?

Whenever they pictured the scene Hanyu had described, even people