"The age of chaos is truly here."
Li Chang'an felt a heaviness in his heart as he patted Song Yu'Er on the head.
"Yu'Er, you don't need to go down the mountain for training anymore. Just stay here and focus on your cultivation."
"Yes."
Song Yu'Er was no longer the naive little girl she once was. She understood the gravity of what lay ahead.
「For the next few days.」
Li Chang'an continuously sought news from all corners, but little information was forthcoming.
Finally, on this day.
Suddenly, her voice came through the Communication Treasure that Wang Qianling had given him.
"Daoist Li, I'm unharmed, but my clan has suffered devastating casualties."
"I'm glad you're safe, Daoist Wang."
Li Chang'an immediately asked her what had happened.
Wang Qianling told him everything.
A few days prior, more than a dozen Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the Demon Sects crossed the border and descended upon the Wang Clan Territory.
