As the first rays of sunlight slowly rose beyond the horizon, the towering mountains of the Celestial Origin Supreme Sect gradually emerged from beneath the morning mist.
Normally, the warm light bathing the sect would bring peace to the disciples beginning another day of cultivation.
Yet today the spirit ship descending from the sky carried a cold and lifeless aura untouched by that warmth.
The massive ship slowly landed atop the main peak before falling completely silent.
The moment the disciples stepped down, Second Elder Tian Jian Zun appeared nearby with his usual calm grin already forming across his face, yet the expression instantly froze the moment his eyes landed on everyone standing there.
The pale faces, the bloodstained robes, the silence lingering between the disciples, and finally Bai Xue resting motionlessly within Miao Han's arms immediately told him everything.
The grin on his face disappeared completely as even the surrounding wind seemed to quiet down.
