"Master, it's terrible!"
Zhu Yu felt unnerved as soon as he heard those words.
Han Yu had just mentioned wanting to find the mastermind behind all this.
Could things get any more sinister? The trouble is coming too fast.
"Catch your breath and then speak."
Watching the Palace Guard rushing over, Zhu Yu couldn't help but reproach angrily.
But when the Palace Guard finally caught his breath and spoke with a salute, Zhu Yu's expression instantly changed.
"Master, something has happened to the Cyan Sun Sect."
"Brothers from the nearby Inspectorate discovered a large gathering of Evil Cultivators heading toward your sect."
Blast!
Is it really this cursed?
His own sect is in trouble...
"Could it be this absurd?"
Even Han Yu couldn't help but grumble inwardly.
The Celestial Secret Tower said he was a jinx, bringing bad luck to others but not himself. He didn't believe it, but just as he arrived here, something happens to the Cyan Sun Sect—how coincidental could this be!
