The Dark Yin Sect disciples split into three groups. One group returned to report the news, one remained behind to guard the area, while Song Yu pursued Han Longyan.
Deep underground, Han Longyan inwardly cried out in alarm. If Song Yu discovered that he was a member of the Han Clan, it would likely implicate the clan. He had to escape.
He was not very confident that he could kill Song Yu. Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, fleeing was the best course.
Having made his decision, Han Longyan frantically poured his mana into the yellow jade ruyi. The yellow light screen around him flared brightly, and his escape speed increased.
Ten Thousand Gourd Forest, Han Clan.
Inside a secret chamber, Han Changming sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. A layer of yellow radiance shrouded his body, his eyes were tightly shut, and his hands formed seals.
The chamber was filled with countless yellow motes of light. As though guided by something, they streamed one after another toward Han Changming.
A Sound Transmission Talisman flew inside. The spiritual light around Han Changming slowly faded, and he opened his eyes. Looking at the talisman before him, he frowned.
Unless something major had happened, the clan members would not disturb his cultivation. Could something have happened to Han Benfu?
Han Changming crushed the Sound Transmission Talisman, and Ye Xin's grave voice rang out. "Husband, a treasure has appeared somewhere. It may also be a secret realm."
"A treasure! A secret realm!"
Han Changming's expression turned solemn. If that was the case, it was understandable.
He rose and walked out. Ye Xin, Han Zhangxiang, Han Debiao, Liang Youshan, and Han Wenlong were sitting in a stone pavilion, chatting.
Han Zhangxiang had already advanced to the middle stage of Spirit Transformation. He had entered the