Long Chen couldn’t believe his eyes. The old mountain gate he had walked through when he had just joined the sect had vanished. The lofty and majestic mountain range was gone. The countless pavilions and buildings were no more. All he could see was a pile of ruins, as well as some leftover violent fluctuations in the air.

The entire Xuantian Dao Sect had been destroyed. The void here was still twisting with a powerful pressure lingering. The auras continued to clash, and the air was filled with the scent of blood.

“Who did this?!”

Long Chen let out a heaven-shaking roar that contained boundless killing intent. His hair stood on end and his eyes were scarlet.

The Xuantian Dao Sect, an existence with countless years of history, had been destroyed. Long Chen’s heart was full of fury and killing intent.

“This is the aura of divine items.”

Looking at the raging turbulent auras in the air, Long Chen could tell that the Xuantian Dao Sect had encountered an attack of unprecedented scale.

“There’s the aura of the Reincarnation Mirror, the...