Many Human Race Cultivators suffered heavy casualties.
The three Arhat Tributors from the Buddhist Sect who served Wu Quan, the Second Emperor's Son of the Silver Frost Empire, had all sustained serious injuries.
Watching Lu Mingyuan snatch away the Corrupt Divine Flower left a bitter taste in his mouth.
'Why should the Great Yan Dynasty get to monopolize the Ascension Platform *and* snatch the Corrupt Divine Flower?'
All of the Silver Frost Empire's hard work had only paved the way for someone else's success.
He gazed at the Ascension Mountain Peak and noticed that many Qi Cultivators and Confucian Cultivators had already formed a circular Array.
It was as if they were protecting someone.
A tall, slender, snow-haired woman stood guard at the mountain's entrance, sword in hand. Her beautiful face was cold and severe, her skin like solidified moonlight.
Yun Qinghe herself was guarding the pass with her sword, while the others had established a Guarding Array.
