Danzhou City.
An ancient and quaint mansion.
Inside the room, a young man, wearing a yellow cloth on his head, was seated in the center, closing his eyes to rest.
There was no superfluous sound in the hall.
"Report..."
At this moment, a series of urgent footsteps broke the indoor silence.
An ordinary sect member hurried in, looking solemn and said, "Church Envoy, something has changed outside."
Shen Xiaohu, the Huang Tian Sect's Church Envoy, lightly raised his hand at these words, gesturing for the other to continue.
His voice was low and magnetic: "Speak."
The young Church Envoy hastily reported: "Church Envoy, the dispute over the ancient relics opportunities just outside Danzhou City has heavily cost our Huang Tian Sect, with many brothers and sisters meeting with disaster. The martial masters from the Jing Luan Assembly have faced the same, and now they are all gathered around the relic site."
