Ten Thousand Spirits Assembly, Han Benzhi Enters Nirvana

Ye Xin had already reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage and could consider attempting the Nascent Soul Realm. Ye Xue was still in secluded cultivation.

Han Changming nodded with a smile. "Where's Xue'er? Is she still in seclusion?"

"My sister hasn't emerged yet. I don't know when she will."

Ye Xin shook her head. Ye Xue had remained at the Golden Core Middle Stage for many years. Recalling something, she added, "By the way, Husband, Senior Yang and Senior Lu sent you Sound Transmission Talismans. They said they wanted to go to Ten Thousand Spirits Market with you to attend the Ten Thousand Spirits Assembly."

"The Ten Thousand Spirits Assembly? We'll talk about it after Xue'er emerges from seclusion."

Han Changming's expression turned serious. The Ten Thousand Spirits Assembly was Mysterious Sun Planet's greatest event. Many major powers would send representatives, and even Spirit Transformation cultivators would make an appearance.

In a sense, the Ten Thousand Spirits Assembly was an exchange gathering for Mysterious Sun Planet's major powers, where elites gathered like clouds.

He took out a Communication Disk and entered a spell seal. Yang Qingyun's hearty voice suddenly rang out. "Fellow Daoist Han, you've emerged from seclusion. There's something I'd like to discuss with you. I wonder if you're free?"

"I am. If Fellow Daoist Yang is free, come over."

"Alright, I'll be there right away."

After putting away the Communication Disk, Han Changming strode toward the stone pavilion. Ye Xin set down the teapot, then picked it up again and poured Han Changming a cup of spirit tea.

"Madam, you were thinking of Benzhi, weren't you?"

Han Changming asked softly. If Han Benzhi could not advance to the Golden Core stage, he could only pass away in meditation. Yet there was nothing to be done