Chang Qingyue immediately said, "If I'm not mistaken, that should be the voice of Elder Qingfeng from the Shangxiao Sect. I've seen him before, and I can't forget his voice."

After a pause, Chang Qingyue continued, "Li Jingqing should be Elder Qingfeng's disciple."

Upon hearing this, Luo Mengxuan and Ziyue's expressions changed slightly.

Just then, a streak of light approached from afar.

It was Wu Qingyu.

Wu Qingyu had just landed when she quickly walked over and stood in front of Ye Feng, saying, "Something has happened. Li Jingqing is dead."

"Really?" Night Wind asked.

“It’s absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes.”

Wu Qingyu then explained, telling Ye Feng, Chang Qingyue, and the others the whole story.

Last night, Wu Qingyu was startled by Elder Qingfeng's roar, so she immediately went with the other disciples to the detached building where Elder Qingfeng was located.

Several elders of the Sanyuan Sect also went there.

Upon arriving at the scene, Wu Qingyu saw Li Jingqing's body.

Li Jingqing was completely unharmed, without a single wound. After examination by several elders of the Sanyuan Sect, it was determined that Li Jingqing died from the destruction of his soul.

"According to Elder Qingfeng, Li Jingqing contacted him late at night to discuss something important."

"After entering the room, Li Jingqing only managed to utter half a sentence before his soul suddenly shattered, and he died almost instantly."

Wu Qingyu said, her face turning somewhat pale.

Zi Yue frowned and said, "Li Jingqing died in front of Elder Qingfeng? Elder Qingfeng couldn't save him in time?"

“It’s not just too late, it’s also beyond saving. Li Jingqing’s soul shattered very quickly, and Elder Qingfeng isn’t an expert in soul matters, so he could only watch helplessly as his disciple died in front of him,” Wu Qingyu said, sighing with a melancholy expression on her face.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "Didn't you say that Li Jingqing said half a sentence after meeting Elder Qingfeng? What did he say?"

“I will repeat it to you word for word: Master, just now, I was pulled into a strange dream, a dream called the Spirit Luo Dream, in which there is an extremely powerful being… That’s where it ends. Li Jingqing’s soul shattered as soon as he finished speaking, and he screamed for help, but in the end he still died.”

Wu Qingyu said, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her skirt.

It seems that Wu Qingyu was really frightened, and not only her, but Ziyue and Luo Mengxuan were also frightened.

"Li Jingqing's death was caused by Lingluo Yuansheng. He ignored Lingluo Yuansheng's warning and wanted to tell his master, Elder Qingfeng, about things related to Lingluo Dreamland. So Lingluo Yuansheng killed him, and in front of Elder Qingfeng, a Saint Realm expert!" Chang Qingyue said heavily.

"Therefore, we must be careful from now on. We cannot reveal the matter of the Lingluo Secret Realm to irrelevant people, not even our closest relatives, otherwise the Lingluo Yuan Sheng will obliterate our souls," Ye Feng said.

Zi Yue and Luo Mengxuan nodded repeatedly.

Zi Yue and Luo Mengxuan felt very heavy-hearted, because they had also had the same thought last night.

But now that Li Jingqing has become the best negative example, they naturally dare not think that way anymore.

"What about Elder Qingfeng and the remaining disciples of the Shangxiao Sect?" Yefeng asked.

If Elder Qingfeng hadn't left, Yefeng planned to go and see Li Jingqing's body.

Perhaps we can find something out from it.

But Wu Qingyu's words disappointed Ye Feng greatly: "They left. After what happened, Elder Qingfeng certainly wouldn't stay at our Sanyuan Sect to participate in the celebration ceremony. Before dawn, Elder Qingfeng left with Li Jingqing's body and the other disciples."

"Elder Qingfeng didn't blame your sect?" Yefeng asked again.

“No, Li Jingqing died right in front of him, so of course he knows it has nothing to do with our Sanyuan Sect. But even so, the relationship between our Sanyuan Sect and Shangxiao Sect will probably plummet to a freezing point. After all, no matter what, Li Jingqing died in our Sanyuan Sect.” Wu Qingyu smiled bitterly.

The sect ceremony was about to begin, so Wu Qingyu stopped talking to Ye Feng and the others.

An hour later, Ye Feng, along with Zi Yue, Luo Mengxuan, and Chang Qingyue, followed Elder Zijing to the central square of the Sanyuan Sect.

The sect ceremony is about to begin, and the seats around the central square are already full of people.

The elders of the Hunyuan Sect, Feiyu Sect, Wulei Sect, Shenmu Sect, and other major sects were mostly seated in the head seats of their respective places, with their disciples sitting in order.

"Elder Zijing, this is your sect's seat," Wu Qingyu said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you."

Elder Zijing nodded with a smile and sat down cross-legged in the head seat.

As Elder Zijing's disciple, Ziyue naturally sat down next to Elder Zijing, with Changqingyue behind her, and Yefeng and Luo Mengxuan sitting further back.

Wu Qingyu also brought tea and snacks, placing them in front of Elder Zijing and Yefeng.

However, these tea snacks are more for decoration and are basically untouched.

After all, the people who came to participate in this sect ceremony were all prominent figures who paid attention to their image and, at the very least, could not tarnish the reputation of their sect.

Therefore, you won't see people who indulge in excessive eating and drinking here.

Not long after, a few small black dots flew in from the horizon.

The one leading them was Elder Luo Qing, the Grand Elder of the Sanyuan Sect.

The Second Elder, Elder Biyuan, and the Third Elder, Elder Huangyu, flew behind Elder Luoqing.

The last one is the protagonist of this sect ceremony—Elder Qiangfeng, the newly promoted elder of the Sanyuan Sect.

The four elders landed on the high platform at the edge of the square, and their aura of entering the Saintly Realm spread out like a tide, sweeping across the entire central square.

The once bustling central square suddenly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Welcome everyone to our sect's grand ceremony. On behalf of the entire Sanyuan Sect, I would like to express my gratitude to you all."

Elder Luo Qing smiled and looked around the room, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

What followed was a lengthy opening speech.

The night breeze wasn't interested in listening, so I simply closed my eyes, sat down, and meditated to kill time.

Luo Mengxuan and Ziyue, on the other hand, were thoroughly enjoying themselves and were in high spirits.

Before we knew it, half an hour had passed, and it was finally time to discuss the techniques and methods.

The so-called discussion of skills and techniques is actually just a friendly exchange of martial arts experiences.

Elder Qiangfeng descended from the high platform, a strong gust of wind rising around him, and slowly landed on the ground.

"Which fellow Daoist would like to offer some guidance?" Li Qiangfeng asked, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Li Qiangfeng, let me test your strength!"

The elder of the Five Thunder Sect laughed loudly, stood up from his seat, and pounced on Li Qiangfeng.

Before even reaching Li Qiangfeng, the elder of the Five Thunder Sect had already unleashed a series of thunder spells.

These thunder spells contained the power of the five elements, displaying five colors: gold, green, blue, red, and brown.