The silence that followed was absolute, lasting for nearly a minute.
Then, the air in front of the boulder shimmered, and a low, dry voice echoed in Tian Wei's mind, a sound like rustling dead leaves. "Speak, child. What kind of triviality allows you to dare interrupt my centuries of cultivation?"
Tian Wei felt his entire body tremble under the invisible pressure.
"Ancestor, it is no trivial matter. Last night, our Moon-Crowned Treasury was violated. Elder Yao, a high-level Jindan cultivator, was murdered inside the vault, and the entire third floor… our most precious resources, including the Heaven-Blessing Scroll… was stolen."
The voice in his mind remained flat, devoid of surprise, yet the air grew perceptibly colder. "A mere thief bypassed the Seven-Stars and Frost-Mist arrays, and killed a high Jindan cultivator within a sealed chamber?"
