In the Lower Realm, at the foot of Misty Mountain, within the Xianzui Inn.
Inside the hall.
Eight disciples of the Wayless Sect were seated around a table.
At the moment, they were speaking one after another, making the hall somewhat lively.
"Talk about it, how did you deal with your disciples?"
"Big brother, how else could we handle it? We stripped them of their cultivation levels and returned them to the mortal world..."
"Hmm, I did something similar—I dissolved the Imperial Alliance."
"I only made them hide from the world. Unless the survival of the Nine Provinces Continent is at stake, they are not to emerge. I didn't go as far as you guys..."
"But second senior brother, your disciple was a complete mess. What happened to him now?"
As the peers discussed amongst themselves, their gazes eventually all settled on Zhang Han.
