Uncle-Master, Please Help Us english

　　 The majestic conference hall, six elderly people are sitting in it, the middle one with furrowed brows and solemn expressions.

　　 "Three months ago, the Sect Master, the Great Elder and others went to the blue sea to find opportunities. There has been no news. Just this morning, in the Yunxian Hall, all the jade cards with their soul aura were broken!"

　　 Nine Elder Wu Yuan.

　　 Before this level of gatherings, it was not his turn to speak at all, but at this time in the entire sect, only he had the highest status and the strongest strength.

　　 "The jade card is shattered, which means that the cultivator's soul is scattered and completely dead..." Everyone paled.