109: The Wanling Manor was shaken; the Sword Heart Ancestor was dead.

The instant True Lord Jianxin perished, his body and Dao dissolving completely into a handful of dust between heaven and earth.

Far away, ten thousand miles distant, lay the Myriad Spirits Manor.

That Forbidden Ground, which was perpetually shrouded by endless Sword Intent—

Inside the Soul Hall.

An Inner Sect Disciple, dressed in green robes, was yawning listlessly, his eyelids already drooping.

The so-called Soul Hall was the great hall used to store the Soul Plaques of all Elite Disciples and important figures within the Sect.

Each Soul Plaque was forged using a wisp of the person's own Divine Soul.

If the Soul Plaque was intact, the person was safe and sound.

But once a Soul Plaque shattered... that could only mean one thing!

The person was gone!

"Sigh... this job of guarding the Soul Hall truly is boring to death..."

The Disciple yawned while muttering softly.

However!

Just as he was about to completely drift off to sleep!

"Crack—!"

A crisp sound of shattering, filled with endless ominous implications, suddenly rang out without warning inside the silent great hall!

Although the sound was faint, it struck the Disciple's skull like a bolt of lightning!

"!!!"

His drowsy figure suddenly jolted!

He instantly woke up!

A Soul Plaque shattered?!

An Elite Disciple met with misfortune!

He did not dare to delay in the slightest. His anxious gaze instantly swept over the hundreds of Elite Disciples' Soul Plaques like a scanner!

However... a moment later, he frowned.

Strange.

None of the Soul Plaques representing the Elite Disciples were broken?

Could... could he have misheard?

Suddenly!

He seemed to realize something!

His confused gaze immediately shifted upwards!

Finally landing on the two spots on the very top layer of the Soul Plaque Shelf!

Boom—!!!!!!!!

This sight caused him to freeze completely in place, as if paralyzed by a Fixation Spell!

His eyes, which had been filled with confusion, widened dramatically!

His face was etched with endless, absurd, ghost-seeing disbelief!

Old Ancestor J-Jianxin... gone?!

The very top layer of that Soul Plaque Shelf held the two most revered positions in the entire Myriad Spirits Manor!

Originally, two Soul Plaques were placed there, representing the Myriad Spirits Manor's highest combat power!

One belonged to Old Ancestor Jian Chen!

And the other... belonged to Old Ancestor Jianxin, who had long been famous throughout the East Sea Region!

But now... the Soul Plaque representing Old Ancestor Jianxin had actually... actually shattered just like that?!

"I-impossible..."

The Disciple rubbed his eyes fiercely, feeling a loud "buzz" in his head as it went completely blank!

The Myriad Spirits Manor only had two Old Ancestors in the Nascent Soul Realm in total!

Now, Old Ancestor Jianxin was actually gone?!

He snapped back to reality!

A major event!

A catastrophe has occurred!

This was definitely an earth-shattering event, one great enough to cause the entire East Sea Region to tremble violently!

He dared not hesitate any longer. His horrified figure scrambled out of the Soul Hall!

He sped towards the Immortal Cave where Old Ancestor Jian Chen was undergoing secluded cultivation!

"Disciple requests an urgent audience!"

He knelt before the Immortal Cave, his voice becoming sharp due to extreme fear!

"Enter."

An ancient voice, filled with endless vicissitudes and majesty, slowly sounded.

The Disciple quickly entered the Immortal Cave and recounted the matter of Old Ancestor Jianxin's shattered Soul Plaque in full detail!

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing this!

Old Ancestor Jian Chen, sitting cross-legged with graying hair, suddenly stopped breathing, his breath usually as still as an ancient well.

Jianxin!

That was his own Junior Brother, whom he had grown up with since childhood!

And now, he was actually gone?!

"Impossible!"

He refused to believe it!

With a flash, he instantly appeared inside the silent Soul Hall!

His gaze immediately landed on the very top layer of the Soul Plaque Shelf!

When he saw the Soul Plaque, which was already split into four or five pieces!

His normally immortal-like figure suddenly swayed!

He nearly failed to draw a breath and almost fainted on the spot!

Gone... truly gone!

His Junior Brother, who possessed extraordinary talent and astonishing brilliance... had truly perished!

"Ah—!!!"

The next second, a terrifying pressure, filled with endless fury and killing intent, burst forth, causing the entire Myriad Spirits Manor to tremble violently!

"Investigate!"

"Investigate this for This Lord!"

"Spare no effort of my Myriad Spirits Manor; we must find out who committed this act!"

...Soon, the news of Old Ancestor Jianxin's demise spread throughout the entire Myriad Spirits Manor!

All Disciples were utterly shocked!

Enraged!

They all began to take action!

And just at this moment.

Old Ancestor Jian Chen arrived at the deepest part of the Myriad Spirits Manor... the Forbidden Ground!

He wanted to meet his Revered Master!

Who was also the true stabilizing force of the entire Myriad Spirits Manor!

An existence at the Nascent Soul Peak!

A supreme powerhouse whose strength was enough to rank among the top three in the entire East Sea Region—

Daoist Wan Jian!

When Daoist Wan Jian, who had not emerged for several hundred years, learned that his most beloved young Disciple had perished.

His ancient eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through all the illusions in the world, slowly closed.

He fell into deep silence.

After a long time.

He finally spoke slowly, his voice, filled with endless majesty, sounding softly.

"This matter is strange."

"Jianxin already had Mid Nascent Soul Stage cultivation."

"His 'Vast Sword Dao' technique, moreover, had long been Cultivated to the Transcendent level!"

"Even against a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, he would have the power to fight!"

"Even facing a Nascent Soul Peak expert, though he might not win, he could certainly retreat calmly!"

"Which is to say..."

"Looking across the entire East Sea Region, absolutely no one could truly kill him!"

Jian Chen nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"That's right!"

"With Junior Brother's strength, he truly should not have met the fate of perishing!"

"Whether it is Ancestor Jin Huo of the Beast Taming Sect!"

"Or True Lord Sanhai of Three Seas City!"

"Or even True Lord Saint Gu of the Hundred Poisons Sect!"

"They all could not have done it!"

Suddenly!

He seemed to think of something!

"Revered Master!"

"Could it be that newly rising, extremely mysterious..."

"Myriad Spirits Gate?!"

Hearing those three words, Daoist Wan Jian's ancient eyes, which had been filled with endless majesty, suddenly narrowed!

He slowly stood up.

His voice, filled with endless coldness and killing intent, slowly sounded.

"Go."

"Send an invitation letter to the Beast Taming Sect."

"Say that This Lord wishes to personally meet Ancestor Jin Huo!"

"To discuss important matters!"