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Her tone was cold, but not murderous.

Just pure suspicion.

It is normal for a person who has been sleeping for four thousand years to have doubts when he wakes up and faces a group of complete strangers.

Zhang Yu did not refute.

He turned around and looked at Ji Boyuan.

Ji Boyuan understood, took two steps forward, clasped his fists in salute, and said in an extremely solemn voice: "Sect Master Lu, Ji Boyuan, the Patriarch of the Old Decay Tianfu Sect."

"I'm waiting here today

“Four thousand years have passed in the Cangxuan Realm."

He paused and his tone became heavier.

“But also since the Sky Splitting Incident, there are no longer any monks in the Divine Transformation Stage in the Cangxuan Realm, and there are even very few monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.Before the Heavenly Splitting Incident, the Cangxuan Realm was extremely prosperous, but today it is no longer what it used to be."

After Lu Qinghan listened, he was silent for a long time.

Her eyes stayed on Ji Boyuan for a long time, and then scanned everyone present.

She was trying to decide whether these people were lying.

Ji Boyuan's expression was calm and his eyes did not flicker.

The second elder, the third elder, the female elder—all of them had the same calm expressions.

They are all people who have been practicing for hundreds of years, and their minds have long been cultivated to be calm enough.

Besides, there is no point in lying about this kind of thing.

Finally——

Lu Qinghan spoke.

Her voice was a little softer than before.

“Where is Tianjian Sect?"

Just four words.

But as soon as these four words came out, the hearts of everyone present sank.

Ji Boyuan opened his mouth but said nothing.

The second elder lowered his head.

The third elder avoided looking.

Zhang Yu looked at Lu Qinghan and said slowly: "The Tianjian Sect has been completely destroyed."

Lu Qinghan's body shook slightly.

But everyone saw it.

There was finally a clear fluctuation in her eyes, which had always been as sharp as knives.

It's not anger, it's not sadness.

It's something deeper and indescribable.

It was as if a hole suddenly opened in the lake that had been frozen for thousands of years.

She was silent for a long time.

Then she spoke.

The voice was very soft, like talking to himself.

"Are there not any left?"

Zhang Yu said nothing.

Ji Boyuan didn't speak either.

No one answered this question.

Because she already knew the answer.

Lu Qinghan closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, calm had returned to her dark black eyes.

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