Inside the great hall, the old men from Wu Kun Mountain were trembling all over in fear. They had hidden in the distance and witnessed the whole battle, never imagining that the young man in the black robe was also a powerful cultivator in the Life and Death Realm. With unmatched might, he had smashed Sect Master Gongsun Changsheng from the sky to the ground and then brutally used his shield to crush the Sect Master to death. Recalling this bloody scene, a deep sense of terror surged through the Elders' hearts, as if the apocalypse had arrived, leaving them terribly uneasy.
"What should we do now?" one Elder voiced his concerns, his voice trembling.
"Although the Sect Master is dead, don't forget we still have the Supreme Elder," another Elder said slowly, clenching his fists.
The Elders exchanged glances and suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.
