Zhenwu Taoist Sect.
At this moment, inside a vast azure hall, seven powerful figures stared solemnly at the glazed treasure tower before them, faint concern showing on their faces.
Murong Longbo said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhang... has he truly fallen?"
Zhang Xinyuan fell silent for a moment after hearing this. "Master... you could say he has fallen, but you could also say he is still alive..."
Ouyang Luo frowned tightly. "Zhang Xinyuan! What do you mean by that? What do you mean, dead yet alive? Explain yourself!"
Wu Xuanran waved his hand. "Brother Ouyang, calm down. This is rather complicated. Let me explain first."
The Demon Quelling Monk and Murong Longzhan nodded. "Ouyang Luo, settle down and let Tower Master Wu explain."
Wu Xuanran glanced at Zhang Xinyuan, and the two nodded to each other. "Master... his physical body has been destroyed, but his soul hid within the Nine Dragon Demon Suppression Tower and returned to the Zhenwu Taoist Sect with it. As for what happened during the journey to the Demon Realm, I do not know the details. Master did not tell us."
Everyone's expressions changed abruptly. Each fell silent with their own thoughts, while Zhang Xinyuan and Wu Xuanran watched them warily. They did not understand why their master had told them to reveal this information to these people.
Murong Longbo gave the two a deep look and slowly said, "Brother Zhang's body has now been destroyed. His soul can only exert limited power, and it will not last long. What are your plans?"
Ouyang Luo sneered. "What other plans could there be? Hand over this treasure tower and let us control it. The two of you are simply unqualified to unleash its power!"
The Demon Quelling Monk's eyelids twitched slightly, and he shook his head.