After the Mountain Collapse Earth Split-like violent explosion, the Sacred Mausoleum collapsed with a roar before the eyes of countless players fleeing in panic.
Even more players were buried alive inside. The lucky ones were crushed to death and sent back to their respective resurrection points, while the unlucky ones were trapped beneath the ruins, left to eat dirt.
If they were lucky and their hands were not pinned down, they could still kill themselves to escape. If they were unlucky and both hands were trapped, perhaps they could only bash their heads against a wall to commit suicide, or slowly wait until suffocation or starvation brought them release.
For a time, the Sacred Mausoleum was filled with cries of resentment, a miserable sight beyond endurance. Outside, after recovering from their lingering fear, many of the players who had escaped by chance let their worst instincts flare up. Some gloated, while others cursed and stomped their feet.
"Damn! Which damned bastard was wicked enough to bring down the mountain? I curse his whole damn family!"
"Good thing I was outside replenishing my pills and didn't enter the Sacred Mausoleum. But earlier, I saw the emblems of the seven great families appear in all four directions, east, south, west, and north. Then the huge explosion happened. It was very likely the seven great families' doing, meant to wipe us all out in one go! How vicious!"
"Why don't you piss on the ground and take a look at yourself? What qualifications do we have to make the seven great families cause such a huge commotion just to deal with us? They must have been targeting the Black Wind Stronghold Master, who was also inside the Sacred Mausoleum. We were just collateral damage."
"Where's the Black Wind Stronghold Master? With such a