Four Directions Island

Penglai Island, a secluded courtyard.

Liu Zhanyuan and Zheng Jiaojiao sat on stone benches, their expressions dark.

A blue-robed young man of average build knelt nearby, his face filled with panic.

"Are you sure they were disciples of the Han Clan of Purple Moon Island? You didn't mistake them for someone else, did you?"

Liu Zhanyuan's voice was low, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

Liu Feng had actually died at the hands of disciples from the Han Clan of Purple Moon Island. Amid their grief, they also harbored some doubts.

The Han Clan of Purple Moon Island had a modest reputation within the Righteous Path Alliance, mainly because Purple Moon Island had produced a Han Changming. Han Changming was proficient in alchemy and had once received guidance from Lingxiao True Person.

"They revealed their own origins, so there shouldn't be any mistake. This subordinate drew her portrait. As long as you take the portrait to identify her, you will definitely recognize her."

The blue-robed young man took out a blue jade slip and cautiously handed it to Liu Zhanyuan.

On his way back, he had spread word that Liu Feng had died at the hands of Han Clan disciples, though that was merely his one-sided account.

Liu Zhanyuan accepted the jade slip. After sweeping it with his divine sense, he frowned.

"We understand. From today onward, do not leave Penglai Island. Stay on the island and cultivate properly. Feng'er's death has nothing to do with you. You did well enough by bringing the news back."

Liu Zhanyuan spoke warmly.

The blue-robed young man let out a sigh of relief. He had truly feared that Liu Zhanyuan would kill him outright, considering Liu Feng had died in battle.

The moment he left, a powerful aura erupted from Zheng Jiaojiao's body,