Water-Moon Sword Palace.
A black cloud silently obscured the moonlight.
Then a fierce wind rose, howling and whistling.
With the moonlight gone, the entire Water-Moon Sword Palace was plunged into darkness.
Beneath the cover of his divine sense, Jiang Ning perceived the Water-Moon Sword Palace disciples arriving from all directions.
He easily avoided running into them and quickly departed.
Elsewhere.
Xiao Emei gripped the longsword in her hand and hurried toward Xiao Qiushui's sleeping quarters, her mind tangled in countless chaotic thoughts.
The letter she had just read kept replaying in her mind.
The letter Xiao Qiushui had left inside the sword sheath.
As she pondered.
She had already entered the hall where Xiao Qiushui lived and climbed the steps.
"Eldest Senior Sister!"
"Eldest Senior Sister!"
Several Sword Palace disciples who had arrived before her immediately called out when they saw that it was Xiao Emei.
"What happened? Where is the Palace Master?" Xiao Emei swept her gaze over them and spoke.
"Eldest Senior Sister, go inside and see for yourself!" one of the female disciples said.
At those words, Xiao Qiushui entered the great hall.
Her pupils instantly contracted, her gaze drawn to the firelight at the diagonal corner.
The flames flickered, and she could make out a burning corpse within them.
At that moment, two people stood before the burning corpse.
A man and a woman.
Both were elders of the Water-Moon Sword Palace.
Elders whose strength was second only to Xiao Qiushui's.
"Emei, you're here!" The kindly-faced female elder saw Xiao Emei arrive, and a trace of pity appeared in her eyes.
"Greetings, Elder Huang. Greetings, Elder Qian!"
Xiao Qiushui cupped her hands to the two elders in salute.
The male elder glanced at Xiao Emei, his gaze involuntarily lingering on the sword she held.
That was