The Martial Demon Emperor Palace’s Grand Elder Chen Qinghai was in the midst of reporting to Hall Master Wang Shuchen and Wang Shuyu inside a hall when he suddenly sensed his communication talisman shook. He frowned and stopped speaking.

Seeing Chen Qinghai’s reaction, Wang Shuchen asked, “The people below reported something?”

Chen Qinghai respectfully answered, “It is so, Hall Master.”

“Since it’s a report from the people below, it should be something important, take a look at it now.” Wang Shuchen permitted.

With Wang Shuchen’s permission, Chen Qinghai could only comply. He then took out the communication talisman and when his divine sense swept over the message within it, his forehead creased into deep furrows. 

Wang Shuchen and Wang Shuyu looked doubtfully at Chen Qinghai’s reaction.

“What’s the matter?” Wang Shuyu asked.

Chen Qinghai truthfully relayed...