Green Gourd Island, a secret chamber.
Han Changming sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes shrouded in golden light. He was clearly cultivating an eye technique.
Just then, a Sound Transmission Talisman suddenly flew in.
Han Changming seemed to sense something. The golden light faded, and he opened his eyes.
He looked at the Sound Transmission Talisman before him and frowned.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Xin and Ye Xue would not disturb his cultivation. Had the Joyous Union Sect come knocking? Or had a Nascent Soul Cultivator arrived?
He grabbed the Sound Transmission Talisman and crushed it. Ye Xin's panicked voice rang out: "Husband, something terrible has happened! Duanrong killed a descendant of Black and White Impermanence."
"Black and White Impermanence!"
Han Changming's brow furrowed tightly. Black and White Impermanence were infamous. They had once taken part in the siege of a third-rank high-grade Poison Flood Dragon, and Han Changming had encountered them several times.
Why had Han Duanrong killed a descendant of Black and White Impermanence for no reason?
Since the Han Clan began developing in the Outer Sea, they had suffered two consecutive beast tides, though their losses had not been great. This time, however, they had formed a deadly enmity with Black and White Impermanence. What lay ahead was hard to say.
From what he knew of Han Duanrong, she was not one to kill indiscriminately. He had to learn what had happened.
Han Changming strode out of the chamber and arrived outside.
Ye Xin, Ye Xue, and Han Benfu sat in the stone pavilion. Han Duanrong knelt nearby, her face filled with grief and indignation, her eyes red. She had clearly cried.
Clan members who had spent years with her had been killed. There was no way she could feel better. Worse still, one cultivator had