"Senior, this is the place. Ever since the old ancestor entered seclusion, no one has gone inside again."
Han Jiannan looked at the tightly shut stone doors of the cave abode, that sliver of unrealistic hope still lingering in his eyes.
"Mm."
Yang Lingrui had originally intended to use gentler words, but when they reached his lips, he felt it was better to be direct.
"Patriarch Han, you may begin arranging Elder Han's funeral."
Han Jingyi's body immediately stiffened at those words. He looked at the cave abode before him, then turned back toward Yang Lingrui. His mouth opened and closed several times, yet he stopped short each time.
Though he had long anticipated this outcome, having it confirmed by Yang Lingrui still filled his heart with unbearable grief.
From this day onward, the Han Family truly no longer had a Core Formation Cultivator to hold the fort!
After hesitating for a moment, Han Jiannan forcefully suppressed the sorrow in his heart and nodded. "Yes..."
He then used a token to open the cave abode and brought out the old ancestor's already somewhat shriveled corpse. The entire Han Family immediately began preparing the old ancestor's funeral rites.
News of the Han Family's Core Formation Cultivator's death swiftly spread throughout the city.
Many factions that had previously harbored ill intentions toward the Han Family and were itching to make a move began sending people over. Under the guise of offering condolences, they came to probe the truth.
The moment they discovered that the Han Family no longer had anyone to rely upon, they would no longer have any reservations.
Yet when the people from those factions arrived at the Han Family, they saw an unfamiliar Core Formation Cultivator seated in the seat of honor within the main hall.
They had never