Zhao Tingxian stood in the courtyard, clutching a communication jade talisman. The stars and moon on his green and white Immortal Robe seemed to dim a bit, and the usual exceptional spirit between his brows was replaced by an expression of undiluted shock. His bright eyes, at this moment, were like a dark sea of turbulent waves, violently surging.
After a moment, he took a deep breath to suppress the tumult in his heart and handed the jade talisman to Shang Cangyun:
"This is news just received from the outside world. See for yourself."
Shang Cangyun's long fingers reached out to receive the Fu Lu. The talisman felt slightly cool to the touch, and the information flowing from it instantly flooded into his Sea of Consciousness.
In an instant, his seated posture, firm as a pine tree, experienced an almost imperceptible stiffness.
