Qingxuan Realm, a certain secret realm.
Inside the secret realm, many Qingxuan Clan cultivators were active, with numerous buildings in sight.
In a quiet manor, a tall young man in green robes and a buxom woman in a golden dress were sitting in a green stone pavilion, engaged in conversation.
"The Life-Bound Lamps of Elder Hong and the others have all extinguished; it seems they've all met with mishaps."
The young man in green sighed, his face full of worry.
"This place is sufficiently hidden, and Elder Hong and the rest do not know we are hiding here. With the resources given by our clan leader, a new Mahayana Cultivator could emerge from among us."
The woman in the golden dress spoke in a heavy tone.
The Qingxuan Clan had dispersed, and its members scattered to various places, bringing a substantial amount of resources, including miracle elixirs for advancing to the Mahayana Realm.
