Fifty thousand li to the northwest, within the borders of the Heavenly Dawn Academy, the sky remained clear and cold.
Sect Master Jun Tianya floated motionless above the clouds, his long violet robes fluttering in the cold wind. The communication jade at his waist dimmed as he listened to the transmission from First Elder Nie in Iron Crag City. Stronghold Two was cleared. That made two demonic vessels severed in rapid succession.
A soft wind stirred from the north as an old man in azure robes stepped out of the mist, carrying a black leather scroll. His scholarly presence was deep and refined.
"Sect Master Jun," the old man said, cupping his hands in salute as he offered the scroll. "It has been many decades."
"Vice Dean Gu," Jun Tianya replied with a slight nod, taking the scroll. "I appreciate the Heavenly Dawn Academy's investigation."
Vice Dean Gu Zhen sighed softly, looking down at the quiet basin beneath them.
