Night had completely embraced the main residence of the Qing Clan. Inside the inner meeting hall, the heavy carved wooden doors were tightly shut without a single gap. Not a single servant was allowed to approach. Nor were there any guards standing watch at the threshold.That night's meeting was strictly confidential attended only by Qing Tian, the clan's core elders, and Qing Zilong alone. All members of the younger generation were strictly forbidden from coming near the area.The atmosphere inside the room felt much heavier and more suffocating than usual. Ever since Zilong's shocking return where he displayed terrifying power at the 1st Heavenly Realm right before the eyes of the Wang Clan's forces there were far too many pressing questions in the elders' minds.How on earth had the young man advanced so fast? Why had he concealed his cultivation all this time? What actually was the dark incident that happened three years ago? And most tricky of all... to what extent was there a r

The main residence of the Wang Clan that night felt much quieter and gloomier than usual. In one of the secluded corner rooms, Wang Li sat brooding on the edge of the bed with a face as pale as a corpse. Both of his hands lay limply on his knees, while his gaze stared blankly at the cold wooden floor.Several days had passed since the palace and clan physicians confirmed an absolute verdict: the meridian pathways throughout his entire body had been shattered to pieces without a trace.No medicinal pill was capable of reconnecting his pathways. No secret technique was able to revive his cultivation. Even the senior experts specially invited at a high price by the Wang Clan shook their heads in surrender.In the past, he was one of the brightest stars, the pride and pearl predicted to lead the Wang Clan to dominate the entire region.Now? Let alone fighting, even just gathering a shred of Qi energy was beyond his capability. He had become a useless human being a living burden.Wang Li c