Heaven's Grief

Outskirts of the capital.

Exalted Bright Mountain.

Clear qi curled around this mountain; its waters and scenery were fair. It was the mountain gate of the Exalted Bright Way.

Upon the Qi-Viewing Platform.

The Grand Master sat cross-legged, gazing distantly toward the capital, his expression blank.

A moment later, the four True Persons arrived together. After paying their respects, they sat down upon their respective meditation cushions.

"What did Purple Stone say?"

The Grand Master spoke, his voice like pearls and jade, bringing peace to the hearts of all who heard it, as though no matter how great the matter, it was nothing much.

"I sent my yin spirit into the Underworld and found Senior Brother Purple Stone in our sect's blessed realm. According to him, he truly was killed by Void Spirit Master... Not only did Void Spirit Master have no fear of the royal law, he also possessed a marvelous sword-controlling art. Within thirty zhang, none under Heaven could match him."

The curvaceous Daoist nun spoke.

She was the Exalted Bright Way's sole female True Person, her Daoist title Purple Tone.

Once Daoists reached the realm of True Person, they could send forth their yin spirits, letting their souls roam the netherworld and commune between yin and yang.

However, they could not speak of matters of the underworld to those with great fortune, or else they would suffer backlash.

Naturally, there was no issue at all in discussing such matters among fellow disciples of one's own sect.

Upon hearing the confirmed news, all the True Persons were horrified.

Could a Daoist's divine powers truly reach such heights?

"Grand Master, when you observed the stars at night, did you gain anything?"

Purple Jade True Person asked.

"The heavenly secrets have changed!" A trace of weariness lay in the Grand