Qingxuan Realm, a certain unknown Secret Realm.
The Spiritual Energy within the Secret Realm was abundant, and large numbers of buildings and Qingxuan Clan Cultivators could be seen.
A resplendent palace, with a signboard carrying the words "Qingxuan Hall" in three large characters.
Lai Hong sat in the main seat, with Lai Chang and Lai Mei seated on chairs beside him, all with grave expressions.
"We have already dispersed our clansmen into ten groups, hidden in Secret Realms and forbidden lands, only able to communicate through the Messaging Array."
Lai Mei spoke.
The Qingxuan Clan broke itself down to hide, dispersing its people, even abandoning their ancestral land. There was no choice; within the past hundred thousand years, the Qingxuan Clan had lost many Mahayana Cultivators, and there were not many left in the Qingxuan Realm.
Lai Hong nodded and asked, "What is the situation with the Chili Clan and the Blood Shadow Clan?"
