After parting ways with Mi He, Song Wen disguised himself, changed his appearance, and hurried to Commonfolk City, the Lei Clan's stronghold.
People came and went through Commonfolk City. There was no sign of unrest.
The formation atop the walls of the Lei Clan's compound was still operating normally.
Everything was as it had always been, without a ripple of disturbance.
Clearly, the Lei Clan's leaders had deliberately suppressed news of their ancestor Lei Yue's death.
Song Wen took out a message Jade Slip belonging to Lei Jun, the head of the Lei Clan.
Lei Weiyue had given him this message Jade Slip.
[Clan Head Lei, you must know by now that your ancestor Lei Yue is dead. Hand over the Essence Sea Fruit, and I'll tell you who killed him.]
In the Lei Clan's main hall, the mood was heavy, with storm clouds hanging over everyone.
All eleven of the Lei Clan's surviving Golden Core cultivators had gathered there, worry etched across every face.
Just over fifteen minutes earlier, their ancestor Lei Yue's Soul Lamp had gone out.
Lei Yue had been the Lei Clan's only Nascent Soul Cultivator. With his death, they had lost their greatest support. Their old enemies and those who coveted their holdings would never let this chance slip by. Like starving wolves catching the scent of blood, they would come swarming in. A storm of blood was about to break.
"Clan Head, what should we do now? Should we ask the Beast Taming Sect for help? If the sect steps in, it will surely deter those petty villains eyeing our Lei Clan," an elderly woman said.
Before Lei Jun could speak, another male cultivator cut in.
"We can't rely on the Beast Taming Sect. For all we know, they'll be the first to swallow