"Something terrible has happened! The sky has fallen!" His face suddenly went deathly pale, and he muttered to himself with trembling lips.
Ignoring the sect's ban on flying within its grounds, he rushed toward the sect's Discussion Hall.
When the Enforcement Hall disciples saw someone actually daring to violate the flying ban, they flew into a rage, and several of them chased after him furiously.
Ignoring the Enforcement Hall disciples shouting behind him, the disciple on duty at the Soul Hall quickly reached the Discussion Hall and hastily told the disciple guarding the entrance, "I need to see the Sect Leader!"
Then, without waiting for his consent, he strode into the hall.
"Sect Leader! Something terrible has happened!" The duty disciple dropped to his knees before Sect Leader Zhao Zhengqiu and cried out in a trembling voice.
Zhao Zhengqiu, the Lingxu Sword Sect Leader, was handling sect affairs in the hall. Seeing the disciple hurry inside with a mournful face, he frowned and gave a cold snort. "What has you so flustered?"
"Sect Leader, the young master's Soul Token has shattered!" The duty disciple summoned his courage, raised his head, and spoke in a trembling voice. Then he quickly lowered his head again, not daring to meet Zhao Zhengqiu's eyes.
"What? Sheng'er's Soul Token shattered? You bastard, did you look carefully?"
Zhao Zhengqiu had been irritated by the disciple's sudden intrusion. Upon hearing this heartbreaking news, he instantly flew into a rage and raised his hand, drawing the kneeling disciple toward him.
The duty disciple suddenly felt himself floating upward. Then a huge hand of the Sect Leader's Immortal Power seized his chest and held him suspended in midair. His face went deathly pale with fright, and he dared not even breathe loudly.
"Say that again. What happened to Sheng'er?"