Su Ling'er flew on her sword, racing until she finally reached their rendezvous point to the southeast. She retracted her sword's glow and landed gracefully at the canyon entrance, then hurried inside.
She had just rounded a bend when the scene before her made her blood run cold.
She saw her revered Sect Leader, Xuanyuan, using one hand to pluck Ye Longtao's head, still frozen in shock, right off his neck. His headless body then exploded into a cloud of blood mist that condensed into a pill.
She saw Wang Xiedi scrambling on the ground, crawling and rolling away with a face etched in pure terror.
She saw the Sect Leader cradling a Crystal Ball in his hand. Inside it, several twisted souls wailed in torment.
'The Sect Leader... Has he fallen to the demonic path? How could the leader of a righteous sect... how could he be so cruel to his own disciples?!'
