The marshal sat with her legs crossed, leaning back elegantly and lazily in her chair, her head lowered as she fiddled with her phone. Hearing the words from the speaker, she abruptly straightened.
Yuanshi Tianzun had returned to the Spirit Realm? He had died in an instance dungeon?
Even a demigod was caught off guard by this news. She had held great expectations for Yuanshi Tianzun, believing him to be a young genius capable of reaching the demigod realm.
A figure like that had simply returned to the Spirit Realm?
She could not help looking at her useless little brother. Fu Qingyang sat frozen behind his desk like a statue, his face as cold and expressionless as ever.
Yet the hand holding his phone trembled slightly. Those trembling hands could hold every sword in the world, yet they could no longer hold a phone.
He had not died in an instance dungeon? As a demigod-level Scout, Fu Qingxuan swept her gaze over Fu Qingyang and immediately saw through his emotions.
"Tell me why." Fu Qingyang practically forced those words through clenched teeth, like a wind in the depths of winter.
Fu Qingxuan narrowed her eyes as well.
Fu Xue tearfully recounted everything, from Elder Cai setting a trap to kill Yuanshi Tianzun, to Yuanshi Tianzun perishing alongside his enemy at the trial, and then to the large-scale withdrawal of grassroots official Walkers from the organization.
Fu Qingyang showed no expression throughout, but when he heard that Yuanshi Tianzun's body and soul had both been destroyed, leaving not even a spirit body behind, panic finally appeared in his eyes. Deep, overwhelming panic.
Fu Qingxuan calmly listened to her aunt, then said:
"This matter is not that simple. The Past Leaves No Trace challenged the demigod realm and drew away two alliance