Martial Wasteland Realm.
Town World Pavilion.
In a secret chamber, Yu Linglong was leafing through a stack of dossiers.
"Sound Venerable, Painting Venerable, Cyan Venerable, Martial Venerable, Sword Venerable, Brahma Venerable, Chess Venerable, Barbarian Venerable, Rune Venerable, Medicine Venerable..."
The dossier in her hands concerned the Ten Venerables of the Pre-White Mist Era.
"The Ten Venerables..."
She murmured as she read through the files. Yet she couldn't help recalling Nan Feng and the others, whom she had seen that day!
If she remembered correctly, among those young people had been one carrying an ancient zither, one with a painting board, a monk, and someone who grew grass...
They were actually somewhat similar to the Ten Venerables of legend?!
The thought made her heart jolt.
Could it be...
No...
Impossible!
The Ten Venerables had been utterly wiped out!
She shook her head, finding the thought far too absurd.
How could the Ten Venerables be reborn?
If they had been reborn, what kind of figures would stand behind them?
The Nine Clans and Three Traitors? Even an existence on Wu Jianghe's level couldn't pull off something like that!
Just then, the secret chamber's door opened, and Han He entered to report:
"Reporting to the Pavilion Master: the Martial Clan's forces have reached the outer realm and are beginning to descend."
At that, Yu Linglong, who had been reading the dossier, immediately changed expression.
"The Martial Clan has arrived..."
She murmured:
"The Martial Family still hasn't given up on the Martial Wasteland Realm..."
Han He said:
"According to the news from the True Ancestor Realm, the beings in the Sacrifice World Temple are about to honor the Old Covenant and carry out the Sacrifice World Law for all under heaven. This may be a good thing for the people..."
But Yu Linglong shook