Two days later, Mingcang Sect, Wuya Hall.
The hall was suffused with a thousand strands of auspicious clouds, clear Qi coiling in the air. On the Jade Platform, four individuals sat upright, respectively the masters of the four great Grotto Heavens of the same lineage: Meng, Yan, Zhu, and Sun—four True Masters.
However, at this moment, each person's appearance was indistinct, like shadows flickering in light, as though real and unreal. It seemed that all of them had sent their avatars to attend.
Sitting in the middle, True Master Meng cast his gaze downward at a disciple standing below the platform and said in a solemn voice: "Zhuang Bufan, have all our disciples returned safely?"
Zhuang Bufan bowed and replied, "Reporting to True Master, they have all returned."
"Were there any injuries?"
"None."
True Master Meng continued, "I heard that this time it was a disciple named Zhang Yan who lured away the demon, thus sparing our disciples from slaughter. Is this true?"
