Conspiracy! Every sect, without exception, suspected this was a long-planned conspiracy. Just imagine it: three powers moving in concert within a single day. If it had not been a coordinated plot, what else could it have been?
But the Daluo Sect, ranked second among the Righteous Path, possessed unquestionable strength. Could the Daluo Sect truly have been wiped out in a single day?
On Luoxiao Mountain, visitors from all directions were allowed to descend without anyone stopping them. Every sect had dispatched capable people to verify the matter in person. People rose and fell through the air; whenever those leaving brushed past those arriving, they merely shook their heads at the latter with faces full of sighs, saying nothing.
Very soon, once the later arrivals landed on Luoxiao Mountain, they understood what the former had meant... Ruin stretched as far as the eye could see. The three once-magnificent halls had become rubble, the mountaintop had been dyed dark red with blood, and corpses carpeted the ground so densely that it was nearly impossible to find a place to set one's foot. Could this truly be the Daluo Sect whose name had shaken the world?
Rats scurried among severed limbs and broken legs. Flocks of vultures, eagles, and crows had no fear of the people coming and going. Startled into flight, they immediately flapped back without hesitation, trampling over corpses as they pecked, tore, and ripped at the flesh. This place had become their joyous paradise. More vultures, eagles, and crows continued to arrive from all around, beginning to strip the piled corpses down to gleaming white bones.
Dongfang Changao had been personally assigned by his sect master to investigate and verify the matter. He stood atop a broken stone stele. Beneath it lay a plaque shattered into four pieces. Though