Outside the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven stood a steep high peak.
Dozens of Essence Fire Race members, including Yan Ji, stood on the mountain top, Yan Ji's face ashen.
Her clone had been killed. One had to know that, for this treasure-hunting trip, she had prepared many treasures for the clone, including even a Life-Saving Treasure. Yet the clone had actually died inside the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven.
She had prepared for this matter for many years. With years of painstaking effort gone to waste, she was naturally unwilling to accept it.
The outcome was already decided. No matter how distressed she was, it would not help.
"Elder Yan, Yan Feng and the others' Lifebond Soul Tablets have shattered."
Jin Huo said with a frown. All the Essence Fire Race members who entered the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven had left their Lifebond Soul Tablets outside. Once they died and their Dao vanished, the others would know immediately.
"How many people's Lifebond Soul Tablets have not shattered yet?"
Yan Ji asked with a dark expression.
"Four!"
Jin Huo answered cautiously.
Yan Ji sighed, saying nothing more.
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Within Profound Light City stood a magnificent palace.
More than twenty Body Integration Cultivators, including Wang Changsheng, had gathered together, chatting about everything under the sun.
"The Void Sky Race's spatial divine abilities are indeed formidable. When fighting Human Race cultivators, we find it difficult to gain the upper hand. Fortunately, the Void Sky Race has already been wiped out."
Xie Ying sighed.
Nangong Hong nodded. "The world changes like the sea and mulberry fields. Back then, the Profound Spirit Continent had more than a dozen powerful races. Now, only five remain. In the future, there may be six—or there may be four."
"Daoist Nangong is referring to the Golden Scale Clan and the Silver Shark Clan,