The waters of the Earth Dark Sect, Zhiniao Beach.
In the center of Pearl Beach was a massive, flat black stone of igneous rock, formed by an undersea volcanic eruption many years ago.
In the dead of night, a giant of a man with a mountain-like physique sat on the igneous rock, fiddling with a Spirit Pearl in his hand with great interest.
The Spirit Pearl was about the size of a duck egg, its surface covered in cloud-like patterns. It was filled with a faint blue halo. It was actually a first-grade Spirit Pearl, and its glow illuminated an area several dozen feet around.
"So you're saying Cang Zhen, Furukawa Yu, Furukawa Hikari, and Changze were all killed by a single cultivator from the Chenghua Sect."
The giant stopped fiddling with the pearl. He looked up at Qingchi, his tone laced with sarcasm. "And you're the only one who came back?"
"Yes. I ask for your help, Mr. Yamanaka!"
Qingchi's voice was low, his head buried in his chest, making his expression unreadable.
