Last night, Bai Yu only gave a rough account, which left him unclear about what exactly had happened. The Fenglai Valley he mentioned was the territory allocated to the White-Headed Eagle clan by the Qingxuan Sect.

"West Wind Pavilion, using the defection of a White-Headed Eagle from the Qingxuan Sect as a pretext, framed our clan for colluding with the demonic sects and gathered forces to attack Fenglai Valley. If it were just that, my mother's cultivation would have been enough to lead our clan to escape. But who would have thought that the Peacock King, who has always been our enemy, would take this opportunity to launch a sneak attack on my mother? Our clan was thrown into disarray, and my mother was captured, her fate unknown," Bai Yu said with a hint of dejection in his voice.

"If it weren't for my father accompanying Uncle Nine to the Northern Territories, these people wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous," it added indignantly.

"Does the Sect Leader of Qingxuan Sect and the Black Dragon Elder not care about this matter?" Xu Taiping asked, puzzled.