Who knew how Shushan had fared after he had been gone for so long?
By his reckoning, he had already been away from Shushan for more than a year.
As Li Xuanxiao walked, he wondered how Shushan was doing.
Were they still alive?
Junior Sister, Master, and Senior Brother Lu...
After all, Shushan had already exhausted every last ounce of strength just to stay alive!!
Li Xuanxiao rode his sword forward, slicing through the clouds and mist before him, and Shushan came into view.
Li Xuanxiao suddenly froze. His eyes widened in disbelief, his body trembling slightly.
Shushan... Shushan...
The Shushan that had once towered into the clouds, wreathed in mist, was now being swallowed by roaring flames!
The seven Mountain Peaks that had once stood majestic and magnificent were now utterly unrecognizable. Some had even collapsed into ruins.
Billowing black smoke shot straight into the heavens, blotting out the sky and sun as though the end of the world had arrived.
And amid the firelight and smoke that filled the skies, Shushan Disciples continuously plummeted from the heights.
Their bodies drifted helplessly like kites with severed strings before crashing heavily into the ground.
Some of those Shushan Disciples still held the postures they had taken in battle before death, long swords or magical treasures clenched tightly in their hands.
Others wore faces full of terror and despair, as though they had been wholly unprepared for this sudden catastrophe.
Blood dyed the earth red, intertwining with the blazing flames to form a scene of incomparable devastation.
"What... happened?"
Li Xuanxiao had anticipated that Shushan might be destroyed.
But he had never imagined that this day would come so soon, so suddenly.
"Senior Brother..."
Li Xuanxiao stared at the unrecognizable figure before him. Only after standing stunned for a moment did