"This... this can't be..." Zhou Qing's voice trembled as he rushed deeper into the sect with Yaoyao in his arms.
Unlike the mysterious disappearance of the Taiqing Sect, this place was truly and utterly blood-washed!
He landed on a collapsed main peak, where fragments of spiritual artifacts and charred corpses littered the ground.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted as he stared ahead—
Immortal Xuan You!
The Cyan Feather Immortal Sect Leader, who had once nearly forced a dual cultivation with him, was now impaled by five pitch-black swords and pinned to the ruined sect's jade monument.
Her corpse was already cold, her face pale, yet her eyes remained wide open, brimming with resentment and horror.
Dark blood had soaked through her Cyan Feather robe and flowed down the jade monument, congealing into shocking trails of blood.
Zhou Qing walked closer step by step, his throat tight: "Who... who exactly did this?!"
