Shu Meiyin frowned, her delicate features furrowing with concern. "The Magnus Clan? But as far as I know, there is no such clan in the Sacred Immortal Realm."The giant ape nodded in agreement with Shu Meiyin, but it also admitted that it didn't know where the Magnus Clan came from. What the giant ape did know was that the person who destroyed the Tiandi Sect was from that mysterious clan.Shu Meiyin's frown deepened as she pondered this new information. The mere existence of a force powerful enough to obliterate the Tiandi Sect was troubling. How could she hope to withstand an enemy of such immense power, especially one shrouded in mystery? The Magnus Clan was an unknown entity, their abilities and motives cloaked in secrecy, making any form of preparation feel woefully inadequate.Nearby, Shu Liang, who had been quietly listening to the exchange, noticed the worry etched on Adam's face. Turning to him, he asked gently, "Brother-in-law, is there something on your mind? Do you know an

Adam spun around, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice. He scanned the hallway but could see no one."Who are you?" he called out.There was no answer, only silence. Adam stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next. Suddenly, a heavy pressure overwhelmed him, pushing him to his knees. It was as if the weight of the world had been placed on his shoulders, and he struggled to even breathe.The pressure intensified, the aura flooding him until he struggled to even keep himself upright. It felt as though gravity had been increased a thousandfold.As he fell to his hands and knees, he sensed a presence behind him. He turned around and saw a figure standing in the darkness. It was a man with an imposing figure, dressed in a black robe with a hood covering his face."Who are you?" Adam asked again.The man didn't answer. Instead, he took a step forward, and Adam felt the pressure increase even more.The pressure was simply too intense. Adam's body was not responding to his comm

Adam felt a surge of happiness within him. Finally, he had an opportunity to repay the favor that he owed to Mu Fuyi. He looked at Mu Gong with a steady gaze and spoke calmly, "Of course, I will do what I can to help the Mu Clan."Mu Gong's eyes lit up with hope. Previously, while Adam was talking to his daughter, Mu Gong had tried to gauge Adam's strength, only to be surprised when he couldn't discern the results. This indicated that Adam possessed a power far surpassing his own, suggesting that Adam's background was extraordinary.Mu Gong began to share the history and current situation of the Mu Clan with Adam. He explained that the Mu Clan resided in a small town named Windpeak, where they had co-ruled with the Lin Clan for thousands of years. This balance of power had ensured peace and stability for generations.However, in this generation, the Mu Clan faced a significant challenge: they had no male heirs, only two daughters, Mu Shiyun and Mu Fuyi. Mu Gong's strategy was to marry

Pillheart City was renowned throughout the Sacred Immortal Realm, its high status and reputation largely attributed to the presence of the prestigious Wu Alchemist Tower. This tower was not known for its combat power, which was relatively small compared to other institutions of its kind. However, despite its limited martial prowess, the Wu Alchemist Tower commanded immense respect and fear. The reason for this was simple. Every cultivator, regardless of their level or affiliation, required the healing pills and various other alchemical concoctions produced by the tower to aid in their cultivation journey. These pills were indispensable, making the Wu Alchemist Tower an essential resource for all.Given the critical role the tower played, it was no surprise that Pillheart City was home to a large number of experts. The city naturally attracted powerful cultivators from all corners of the world, each seeking the invaluable services offered by the Wu Alchemist Tower. This concentration

"Everyone." The air in the room seemed to thicken as an old man rose from his seat, commanding the attention of all present. With a solemn gesture, he indicated a lone figure seated at a nearby table, exuding an air of elegance tinged with a hint of arrogance as he savored his wine in solitary splendor."This," the old man announced, his voice carrying the weight of authority, "is the young master of our Hong Clan."The guests' expressions grew serious as the significance of the young master's presence sank in. Being the local clan of Pillheart City, the Hong Clan's background was undoubtedly steeped in complexity and influence, prompting a sense of reverence among those in attendance.In a show of deference, several individuals rose from their seats, offering polite greetings to the young master, acknowledging his status with respectful nods and bows.However, despite the show of respect, the young master remained aloof, his demeanor tinged with an air of indifference as he continue