Ten Thousand Spirits Market was thronged with a river of people and a stream of carriages, especially bustling.
A blue streak of light flew in from the distant horizon. After approaching within a hundred li of Ten Thousand Spirits Market, it slowed, revealing a flying boat wreathed in shifting blue light. Two men and two women stood aboard—it was Han Debiao, Han Changming, Ye Xin, and Liang Youshan, all disguised.
They had stirred up a hornet's nest this time and had to leave Mysterious Sun Planet to avoid being wiped out in one fell swoop by the Dark Yin Sect. This was Han Zhangxiang's view.
Better safe than sorry. To be cautious, it was best to leave Mysterious Sun Planet and scatter across other cultivation planets.
Just as when the Han Clan of Nine Dragon Island had been destroyed, as long as some clan members survived by chance, they would have an opportunity to avenge themselves in the future. As long as the green hills remained, there would be no fear of running out of firewood.
The Dark Yin Sect would likely seal off Mysterious Sun Planet. They had to move quickly and leave before the Dark Yin Sect locked down the planet.
The Cloud Sea Boat landed on the ground. Han Changming put it away, and the four headed toward Ten Thousand Spirits Market.
After entering Ten Thousand Spirits Market, Han Changming came to a secluded street. He took out a Communication Disk and injected a spell into it. Han Longfei's voice sounded. "Ancestor, have you arrived at the market?"
"Select a group of clan members and immediately head to Ten Thousand Spirits Hall. They're to accompany us on a mission. Change your clothes and disguise yourselves at once."
Han Changming's tone was stern.
They needed to take some