The two elders in the Long clan continued to gaze into the sky, sensing the changes hidden to the naked eye.
"Looks like the Cang Lan sect has met a tragedy… I sense death in the air." The old man spoke.
"Husband, what do you think is the cause behind this?" The old woman asked.
"The Chimes of Cang Lan… they have rung once more." The old man replied.
"The Chimes of Cang Lan. It's been a long time since I heard that name." The old woman muttered.
"I warned the second ancestor of the Cang Lan sect that a Dao Skill that touches upon the Dao of Death will only bring for more death. But he ignored it." The old man replied. "And now, his descendant brought forth the demise of his own legacy. At least the ancestor did it away from his sect."
"Hmm, there must be a reason for this. Why would the patriarch of the Cang Lan sect eliminate his own sect like this?" the old woman wondered.
Hearing this, the old man furrowed his brows.
