"Please?" Wu Yaokong smiled and said, "The hatred between us and the Nightmare Clan is so deep. Could it be that fellow Taoist Yu Luo thought that letting those low-level cultivators be resolved? As for the backers of the Nightmare Clan in the Demon Realm of the Immortal Realm, it is too far away from us, so there is no need to consider it now. Besides, the power of our human race in the Immortal Realm is not weak, so how could we be afraid of them? Therefore, my subordinates suggest that the sect leader should not be kind and must kill the entire Nightmare Clan!"

Yuluo Xianjun advised: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please think twice."

Just at this moment, a jade slip fled in.

Ye Ning grabbed it and put it on his forehead. In an instant, his face turned pale, his body trembled slightly, and the jade slips on his forehead burst and turned into a piece of jade powder.

Wu Yaokong was shocked and said, "Sect Master, what's going on?"

Ye Ning sighed lightly and sat down.

He picked up the cup in front of him and took a few sips, as if looking for some comfort. After a moment, he slowly said: "The jade slip just now comes from the family master. He said that Ye Miao was seriously injured, his soul and Dharma image were destroyed, and his cultivation was lost."

"Ye Miao?" Leng Peiran, who had been sitting silently beside Ye Ning, said: "My husband's eldest brother Ye Miao?"

Ye Ning nodded.

Leng Peiran was stunned. She clearly remembered the scene of Lianyun Sect. At that time, Ye Miao was so excited that she wore white clothes and robe all day long, like the most proud cultivator in the world, and was a role model for the disciples of Lianyun Sect. Times have changed, but the genius at that time has now ended up like this. She asked, "Is there no way to recover?"

Ye Ning said: "The master is good at healing the wounds and understands the magical power of "melt snow and return to spring", but he is powerless to do anything to Ye Miao's injuries. Cough, the soul magic image was destroyed and the meridians were severely damaged. Unless the god takes action, there is no other way."

"What a pity." Leng Peiran knew that Ye Miao had thought about her before, so she didn't want to say much, so she had to sigh with Ye Ning.

Ye Ning continued: "Xiao Ran, do you still remember Tang Yiyun?"

Leng Peiran nodded and said, "How come she doesn't remember? In fact, she is my junior sister. She is cold and stubborn, but her heart is very good."

Ye Ning sighed and said, "She has fallen."

"Ah." Leng Peiran exclaimed, "So good?"

Ye Ning said: "They were extremely unlucky. During the melee, they met a nightmare king who fled in panic, and the two sides immediately fought to the death. In the end, the king was killed, and even Yunzong lost more than ten disciples. Tang Yiyun resisted Ye Miao's attack and fell instantly. Fortunately, Ye Miao could save his life."

Leng Peiran murmured silently. The past years were like a dream, too far away from her.

After a while, she asked, "Where is Han Wan? I remember that in Grandmaster Lianyun, Junior Brother Han has a very good relationship with his husband, so he is not injured."

Ye Ning said: "No. Han Wan left Lianyun Sect long before the birth of the Nightmare Clan. According to the master, he was taken away by a mysterious monk and his whereabouts were unknown."

Leng Peiran said: "Fortunately, I believe that you brothers will meet again."

Ye Ning remained silent.

Wu Yaokong understood that it turned out that a relative of Ye Ning's tribe was severely injured by the Nightmare King. He seized the opportunity and said, "Sect Master, be sure to kill the entire Nightmare clan to avoid disaster!"

Ye Ning showed murderous aura on his face and said, "Okay! Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again!"

Immediately, he sent a message to the Ming Lei and issued an order to exterminate the clan!
Chapter completed!