The young man in silver knew that the matter he was reporting would surely greatly concern the Grand Elder, so he continued speaking rapidly.
"...We have already sent people to investigate carefully. It does not seem to have been deliberately caused by those few factions; they too are searching everywhere for the reason, and they are already frantic and at their wits' end.
We are reporting this matter to the Grand Elder in advance. Our people are still gathering information to confirm the reliability of the various reports.
These are the reports we have obtained, along with the rumors circulating outside. Grand Elder, please examine them!"
As the young man in silver finished speaking, a jade slip appeared in his hand. It then left his palm without any visible force and flew directly toward the woman in the yellow dress.
The Soul Prison Race's ruins have vanished?
After hearing this, the woman in yellow did not speak. A gleam flashed through her beautiful eyes and vanished, and then everything returned to normal.
A jade slip immediately flew before her and hovered quietly about a foot away. A thread of nearly imperceptible Divine Sense instantly entered the jade slip.
On the other side, the young man in silver remained bent at the waist. Without the other party's instruction, he did not dare straighten up, much less look around.
Only a dozen breaths later, the jade slip before the woman in yellow vanished in an instant. She did not raise her gaze, still staring at the multicolored butterfly resting in her slender, snow-white jade palm.
"Find out the truth within five days!"
Though her voice was gentle, it carried supreme pressure that made the young man in silver's heart jolt violently.
After hearing those few brief words, he knew that the Grand