Carson Flores had just stepped into the mountain gate when his steps suddenly halted.
The White Crane Immortal Sect boasted numerous main peaks, with many buildings and cultivators on the primary ones, yet before Carson's eyes was a scene of ruins.
Several main peaks had already crumbled, reduced to heaps of scattered rocks.
The once magnificent sight was long gone, leaving only the desolation after the battle.
Carson asked, "Is the Sect Master here?"
A disciple answered, "The Sect Master has been in a coma since the battle, the Ancestor is severely injured, many elder brothers and uncles have died, now it's Uncle Maddox Compton who is handling the sect's affairs..."
An overwhelming rage surged in Carson's heart, and he was uncertain whether this calamity was triggered because of him.
If it was, how could he face the death and injury of his fellow sect members?
"Take me to see him."
"Uncle Master, please follow me!"
