The Primordial World.
The Witch Clan Ancestral Land.
After Xingchuan returned with the War Department, he barely rested before heading straight into the Ancestral Witch Grand Hall.
Ever since Houtu had transformed herself into Reincarnation.
The atmosphere in the Ancestral Witch Hall had been heavier than before.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had lost one of their number.
Naturally, the Twelve Dutian Divine Fiends Formation had been affected.
Over the years, the Witch Clan's upper ranks had been readjusting the battle formations and troop deployments of every division.
When Xingchuan entered.
Di Jiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, and the other Ancestral Witches were inspecting a new Battle Map.
Seeing Xingchuan, Zhurong was the first to look up. "How did things go at the Northern Sea?"
Xingchuan cupped his fists. "It's been dealt with."
Gonggong glanced at him. "I heard Kua Yue died at Mysterious Abyss's hands?"
Xingchuan nodded. "He charged into a Three Lives Post Station to hunt down members of the Demon Clan and injured a Post Station Guard Cultivator. Mysterious Abyss killed him on the spot."
Zhurong immediately frowned. "One gatekeeper for a battle general of our Witch Clan?"
His fiery anger rose along with his voice.
The temperature in the Ancestral Witch Hall climbed rapidly.
Yet Xingchuan did not change his account.
"Kua Yue did break Guixu's rules."
Zhurong wanted to say more.
Di Jiang had already raised his hand.
"Continue."
Xingchuan then recounted everything that followed, one event at a time.
How Chiling had died.
How Kua Yue had died.
How Black Crow had intervened.
How Mysterious Abyss had warned him.
How Black Crow had refused to back down.
And how the Life and Death Great Dao had then ground him to death from hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Then came Xingchuan's own arrival.
Wu Yue had disobeyed