"You are too generous, Elder. I am unworthy of such praise. If not for your keen insight back then, I would not be where I am today. What instructions do you have for me?"
Fang Han's expression remained composed as he bowed slightly.
"I have indeed summoned you for a pressing matter. The Sect has recently received a series of urgent reports. Three of our smaller, affiliated powers... have been annihilated by Demon Martial Artists."
Elder Zhou Jin's nostalgic expression vanished, replaced by a solemn look as he spoke in a low, serious voice.
"Annihilated?"
Fang Han's gaze sharpened.
Although he had already heard rumors from Yun Qianyue and others about the resurgence of Demon Skills, his heart still jolted when he heard they had annihilated entire powers—especially those affiliated with the Qingxuan Sect.
This crossed the Qingxuan Sect's line. It was nothing short of a provocation.
"Correct. Not a single soul was left alive—they were all slaughtered."
