Medicine Realm...
Ripples spread through the void as the spatial passage slowly closed.
Yao Tian, Yao Ling, and Yao Xingji returned from the Central Plains, landing steadily within the ancient and vast Medicine Realm.
The Medicine Realm was shrouded in mist, spiritual herbs covered the land, and the fragrance of ancient medicine lingered all year round. Compared to the increasingly chaotic Central Plains, this place was like a paradise beyond the world.
Before the three could steady themselves, a gentle yet irresistible voice transmission suddenly rang beside their ears, echoing through their minds:
"Yao Tian, bring the others to the Medicine God Hall."
It was Elder Wanhuo!
Yao Tian's heart tightened. He knew that the Medicine Realm must have already sensed the earth-shaking clash in the Central Plains and had perhaps even vaguely detected the moment Yao Wangu fell.
Daring not to hesitate, the three immediately composed themselves and hurried toward the Medicine God Hall, the core sacred ground of the Yao Clan.
The Medicine God Hall stood atop the ancestral mountain of the Medicine Realm. Its structure was built from ten-thousand-year spiritual jade and saint-grade medicinal stone. Streams of radiant spiritual light hung from its eaves, while ancient medicinal Dao patterns covered its walls. It was solemn, vast, and weighed down by immense pressure.
Inside the hall stood an old man in white robes with his hands behind his back. He was Elder Yao Wanhuo, a highly respected figure of the Yao Clan.
Yao Wanhuo's expression was grave. His gaze swept over the three who had returned, and when he failed to see Yao Wangu among them, his heart sank. He spoke in a deep voice:
"You returned from the Central Plains. Why is Elder Wangu not with you? Why did you go to Starfall Pavilion this time? Tell