In a single day, three Heaven Opening Realm cultivators had perished. To the Wumeng Tribe, this was nothing less than the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart.
After developing for so many years, the Wumeng Tribe had only possessed nine Heaven Opening Realm cultivators to begin with. Now only six remained, and their strength had plummeted in an instant.
More crucially, the Wumeng Tribe had no idea what had happened. Who had killed Ji Tong and the other two? Why had they targeted the Wumeng Tribe?
They knew none of these things. The Wumeng Tribe had effectively taken three blows from a club in the dark, only to turn around and see nothing at all.
Wu Shirui stood within the hall, his expression dark to the extreme. It could now be confirmed that the Xuan Clan's Heaven Opening Realm cultivators had not left, which meant the possibility that the Xuan Clan had acted was relatively low.
It could not be said to be entirely impossible, but to kill Ji Tong and the other three so swiftly, the Xuan Clan would have needed to dispatch at least five Early Heaven Opening Realm cultivators.
Alternatively, a Mid Heaven Opening Realm cultivator from the Xuan Clan could have accomplished this as well. But if the Xuan Clan's Mid Heaven Opening Realm cultivator moved, the Wumeng Tribe would have received word immediately.
The place where Ji Tong and the other two had perished was actually far from where the Xuan Clan was currently stationed. Otherwise, Wu Shirui would not have sent Ji Tong and the other two there in the first place.
He had thought that three Early Heaven Opening Realm cultivators traveling together would be foolproof, yet something like this had still happened.
Wu Shirui's heart bled. In the war against the