"Young lady, since this divine object is destined for you, keep it safe. One day in the future, it will be of great help to you."

After saying this, the high shaman turned to look at Yue Qi, his expression showing a complex emotion.

"Young man, the world outside the mountains has undergone a sudden change, and it is no longer the world you know—so, do you still want to go back?"

Yue Qi was taken aback. "What do you mean by that, Great Shaman?"

The shaman looked noticeably listless, a stark contrast to his energetic appearance just a few days ago.

"You will probably find out about this soon, so I won't hide it from you anymore."

He looked at Yue Qi with regret in his eyes, "Just a few days ago, the Xuanmen underwent a sudden change. Many secluded sects were conquered by the world of strange tales and became its dungeons. Among them was the Tianxuan Sect, which you belong to."

"What?!" Yue Qi instinctively retorted, "This is impossible! The Xuanmen isn't just one or two sects; we are all major sects with histories spanning over a thousand years. Besides, now that we have spiritual power, it's the perfect time for the Xuanmen to revitalize. How could we be wiped out in one fell swoop? Moreover, the Xuanmen still has a revered patriarch overseeing things—"

The high priest still looked at him with pity, almost unable to bring himself to say what he was going to say next.

As for Yan Qing, after what happened with Yu Chujiang, she had no doubts whatsoever about the identity of the old monk.

"Let me tell you, the old monk you all revere is one of the legendary three mysterious figures with the highest gold-tier titles. He is absolutely involved in this great upheaval in the Xuanmen!"