Youcang Marsh.
Inside a great hall.
A long-haired man stood before a long table laden with poisons of various colors, concentrating intently on mixing them.
An old man hurried in and reported respectfully, "Sect Master, we've received word that the experts of the Eight Great Houses are all heading to the Otherworld Ruins!"
The long-haired man abruptly looked up and asked, "When are they expected to arrive?"
"The first day of the fourth month!" the old man answered.
The long-haired man set down his pestle. "With such a massive mobilization, they must be going to war.
The Otherworld Ruins betrayed the Human Clan and will become a scourge sooner or later. Fail to cut the knot when you should, and you'll suffer the chaos it brings. Wiping them out as soon as possible is the right course.
As expected of the Eight Great Houses. Their boldness truly is extraordinary.
Come, we're going to the Otherworld Ruins!"
"Sect Master, this journey will be dangerous. You won't be much help there. Please wait here in the sect with peace of mind. I'll take our people there," the old man advised.
The long-haired man said coldly, "We won't be fighting at close quarters. What's there to fear?
If I don't scatter this handful of pollen myself, how can I quench the hatred in my heart?
Gather our people and prepare the Eight-Wing Shuttle. We must reach the Otherworld Ruins on the first day of the fourth month!"
"Yes!" the old man replied.
On Heaven's Punishment Island.
Qin Shan's utterly abrupt death sent a chill through everyone's heart.
They were no stronger than Qin Shan. If he could be killed without a sound or trace, how were they supposed to evade it?
Though worried, they did not falter in their movements.
Tang Yan's