The moment Yun Chao said that, silence fell over everyone around him.
Those whose hearts already ached felt even worse.
Some refused to believe it and shouted in voices that cracked, "How is that possible!"
Yun Chao felt helpless. Just then, his master, the Sect Leader, stepped forward and waved the disciples away. "Go on, off with you. Go practice your swordsmanship. Why wouldn't it be possible? As for you lot, if you don't practice properly, that day will never come."
In the end, driven off by the Sect Leader, the disciples reluctantly left the arena.
The Sect Leader was just about to take them back to the Central Hall when a Message Talisman suddenly drifted into his hand.
The old man's gaze instantly froze into ice.
With a sweep of his long sleeve, he immediately turned and hurried in another direction.
Su Jiu and the others exchanged looks, then ultimately chose to follow him.
Along the way, Yun Chao's expression was equally grim, for he recognized where his master was headed: the Soul-Quelling Hall.
As soon as they reached the entrance to the Soul-Quelling Hall, Su Jiu stopped of her own accord. Yun Huanling was still about to walk straight inside with his head down, but she pulled him back.
Qiao Zirong had stopped the instant he saw Su Jiu halt.
Still rather confused, Yun Huanling asked Su Jiu, "What's wrong?"
Su Jiu pointed at the plaque above the door.
Yun Huanling looked up and read softly, "Soul-Quelling Hall?"
Seeing his blank expression, Su Jiu knew he had no idea what this place was. She pressed a hand to her forehead and sent him a private voice transmission. "Hasn't your master ever told you that the Soul-Quelling Hall is a forbidden area in every major sect? Apart from its