Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

In the Central Region of the Nightglow Plains, a colossal city of unimaginable size stood at its very heart.

Sky Citadel!

Inside the resplendent Sky Citadel, a violent spatial ripple suddenly emanated above the white jade and cyan brick ground.

Immediately following, Tu Jin, clad in a brocade robe and with a stern expression, slowly emerged from the void rift.

Cultivators in armor lined both sides as Tu Jin slowly walked towards the palace of the royal city.

Not far away, a stunningly beautiful woman resembling a maidservant lowered her head, trailing behind Tu Jin towards the palace.

Tu Jin frowned slightly, turning his head to look at the woman and said in a deep voice.

“A Cui, that girl Hong Zhu isn't coming again?”

The maidservant named A Cui, upon hearing this, stopped, bowed, and performed a respectful curtsy.

“Reporting, Young Master, the Third Miss is unwell and asked me to wait outside the hall.”

Tu Jin waved his hand, put his hands behind his back, and strode up the steps.

However, just as he was about to enter the hall, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck his mind!!!

The raised foot hovered in mid-air, the young man's eyes gleaming with a sharp light, as if he had thought of something.

A slender, fair hand slowly rose.

A cultivator clad in armor immediately stepped forward.

Tu Jin's voice was icy as he spoke.

“Go to the Silent Market in the ancient city and bring that fellow named Fan Ming to me.”

“Also… be careful, there might be ‘Outsiders’!”

Fan Ming in the Silent Market felt a sudden, inexplicable sense of unease.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go to the other great cities to find the people in the portraits given to him by Li Guanqi.

After packing up his valuables, Fan Ming left a Shadow Recording Stone in the corner of the room, then quietly closed the door and left the Silent Market.

Outside the solemn and imposing ancient hall, the deep sound of horns echoed through the clouds.

Inside the hall, many cultivators and great powers with extremely high cultivation levels had already gathered.

However, Tu Jin's position was below the main throne.

The maidservant A Cui stood inside the main entrance, not even having the qualifications to sit down.

Tu Jin sat upright, his back as straight as a sword, holding a teacup and sipping tea, playing with a piece of snow-white jade in his hand.

There were nearly thirty cultivators in the hall.

The younger generation who could appear here were not simple.

But when they looked at Tu Jin, their eyes were all lowered, and they had to smile even when they occasionally made eye contact.

Tu Jin's expression was calm, his face expressionless.

He turned his head, lowered his eyes, looked at the empty seat beside him, puffed out his cheeks, and his eyes were icy cold.

He reached out and stroked the crack in the armrest of the chair, his thoughts drawn back to the time of the outburst and argument.

Tu Yuan had a big fight with his father for Tu Jin's sake, and even slammed the table.

But… everything changed after that ‘Lower Realm’ incident.

No one survived…

For eight years, Tu Jin couldn't wait to go down there himself.

But his father told him he ‘couldn't go down’.

Even now, he doesn't know what happened back then.

Nor does he know how Tu Yuan died!!

Tu Jin clenched his teeth, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Buzz!!!

A powerful spatial fluctuation interrupted his thoughts.

Tu Jin and the others quickly stood up and bowed respectfully towards the position of the throne.

“Welcome, Family Head!!”

“Welcome, Family Head!!”

In front of the throne, the space twisted slightly, and a middle-aged man with a stern expression slowly emerged.

The man was dressed in gorgeous robes, with a pair of rather deep eyes, straight and three-dimensional features, a connected beard, and a slightly thin figure.

A powerful sense of oppression emanated from the man, and the hall was silent.

This person was the Family Head of the Tu Family's main line, a great power cultivator in the sixth level of the Golden Immortal Realm, Tu Tianque!

The eldest of the three siblings of the Tu Family's royal family, Tu Tianque, ranked first in the entire Tu Family's main line.

The Sky Citadel was named after him.

Tu Tianque glanced at the seat beside him, apart from Tu Jin, Tu Hongzhu still hadn't arrived.

He sighed inwardly, sat down, and pressed his hand down.

Everyone sat down one after another, and Tu Tianque said directly.

“Tu Qingyu's line sent out Tu Mengyao in the past, and she is dead.”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall!!

“What?! Tu Mengyao is dead??”

“This… How is this possible? Tu Mengyao has been out for thousands of years, how could she be dead now?”

“That's right, I heard that Tu Mengyao had already broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm outside? Even a Golden Immortal cultivator was killed?”

“Alas… it's going to be difficult.”

Tu Jin frowned upon hearing this. Tu Mengyao was sent out by his aunt Tu Qingyu at great cost.

How… could she have died like this?

Tu Tianque frowned slightly, and the noisy discussion in the hall suddenly disappeared.

“Since Tu Mengyao is dead, it means that the thing in the Jianshui Ancient Well is also gone.”

“We don't have interconnected messages with the outside world, so we don't know what exactly happened.”

After speaking, Tu Tianque's eyes flickered.

“Jin’er.”

Tu Jin stood up and said in a deep voice.

“Father.”

“You control the Silent Markets of many ancient cities in Nightglow, pay more attention recently to whether any ‘Outsiders’ have entered.”

“If there are any, catch a few and see if they know about the Jianshui matter.”

Tu Jin nodded slightly with a solemn expression, then cupped his hands and said in a deep voice.

“Father, according to my investigation, a group of several people has entered in batches recently.”

“Moreover, the Sky Pillars have been restless recently, it seems that these people understand the rules of our Eternal Night Land…”

Tu Tianque didn't take it seriously, nodded and waved his hand.

“Well, I'll leave this matter to you.”

The man opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but suddenly his brow tightened, and he took out a jade slip and sent in immortal essence.

Tu Tianque's expression changed repeatedly, and finally he frowned and said in a deep voice.

“Someone… is ambushing Tu Yichen!”

Tu Jin was slightly stunned upon hearing this, then sneered.

“That guy shouldn't be killed so easily, right?”

“My aunt wouldn't bear to let anything happen to her precious son.”

Tu Tianque didn't deny Tu Jin's words and said in a low voice.

“I don't know if it was Tu Xiao who did it, but you guys should be more careful in your actions recently.”

He turned to look at Tu Jin.

“When your aunt goes crazy… she's not easy to deal with.”

Tu Jin scoffed at this, he had never recognized this aunt in his heart.

Moreover, from the time he was born until now, he has only heard of the three families fighting endlessly, where is there any family affection to speak of?

Everyone is very selfish, disregarding everything for their own selfish desires.

Tu Tianque's gaze swept below.

“Inspect the ‘Heavenly Return Pillars’.”

“Search for Outsiders.”

“Be careful of Tu Qingyu going crazy, dismiss.”

Tu Tianque waved his hand and stood up, and suddenly Tu Jin's voice transmission came from his ear.

“Father! I have something I want to ask you alone.”

Tu Tianque frowned, turned to look at Tu Jin, his eyes flickered, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and said softly through voice transmission.

“Let's go, come with me to the study to talk.”

In the slightly dim study, ancient books and bamboo slips, jade slips, etc., were scattered all over the place.

Tu Tianque came to the desk and continued to read the ancient books, pointing to the chair in front of him.

“Sit down and talk.”

After Tu Jin sat down, he looked at his stern father for a long time without saying a word.

Tu Tianque read the ancient books and didn't look at Tu Jin.

“Didn't you say you had something to ask me, why don't you speak?”

Huff…

Tu Jin took a deep breath, his gaze burning as he looked at the man, Tu Yuan, and transmitted his voice.

“Tu Yuan's death, is it related to that damaged Lower Realm passage and the Tu Family's mission!”

The originally silent man suddenly stood up like an enraged lion and slapped Tu Jin in the face.

“Bastard!!”

Slap!!!

“Didn't I tell you not to ask!!!”

Boom!!!!!

The world trembled, and the sound of clanging iron chains was deafening.

A ‘Heavenly Return Pillar’ above Sky Citadel suddenly sank thousands of feet, heading straight for the royal city!!!