The moment those words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Luo Ganjing's strength was plain for all to see. More importantly, the fact that he had been wounded yet managed to retreat from the battle to encircle and kill Luo Tianfeng was enough to prove his power.
Those lacking in strength had already been buried there.
Yet someone like that had been killed before he could even withdraw the grand formation or call for help.
The killer's cultivation and attainments were certainly anything but ordinary.
More importantly, that person had actually killed an elder of the Asura clan.
A powerful cultivator was not frightening. A powerful cultivator who could also conceal himself was what truly inspired fear.
"Cult Master, how are you?!"
The one who stepped forward was a refined middle-aged man.
He had an elegant bearing and wore exquisite clothes.
After examining Luo Ganjing's corpse, he hastily checked Luo Yangwu's aura. Only after seeing that Luo Yangwu had merely suffered grave injuries and that his life was not in danger did he ask, "Do you know who attacked?"
The sobbing "Luo Yangwu" seemed not to have heard the middle-aged man's question.
He cried even louder.
The grief on his face grew ever deeper.
The clan elder who had arrived likewise had sorrow flash through his eyes.
Luo Ganjing was an elder of the great sect and had rendered meritorious service as great as a horse's achievements. He had not died at an enemy's hands, nor at the hands of another race, but silently in his own dojo, beneath the cover of a grand formation, without any of them noticing.
How could that not break their hearts?
He asked in a deep voice, "Who killed him?!"
"It was me."
Wiping away his tears, Luo Tianfeng cried, "I'm the one who caused