"That was far too dangerous. If Chen-di hadn't warned us in time, we'd all have died here today!"
"What kind of damned divine tomb was that? How could it collapse just like that?!"
Because they had received Xiao Chen's warning in advance and had luckily been close to the cave entrance,
Xu Potian and Thunderstorm led a group of underlings out just before the divine tomb shattered.
At this moment,
everyone was filthy and bedraggled.
"President, half our brothers haven't replied to our messages. I'm afraid..." One of the underlings stared blankly at the communication jade pendant in his hand, his eyes reddening.
The moment they received the news, they had sent messages to their friends and fellow members.
Yet now, only half had responded.
The other half had most likely already died in this disaster.
In a dense ancient forest outside the cave,
Xu Potian and the others stood in the air, terrifying divine radiance surging around them.
All of a sudden,
everyone fell silent.
Their expressions became incomparably grave.
The joy of escaping death moments ago instantly scattered like smoke.
In its place
was overwhelming sorrow.
Half of them had not made it out!
Just one accident,
and the newly established Blade and Sword Brotherhood had suffered such devastating losses!
First, many had been killed by the Blue Moon Clan.
Then, many more had died when the Tomb of the Wind Lord collapsed!
"Brothers, join me in bowing to our fallen brothers! From this day on, their families are our families! Whoever dares bully them will be slain without mercy!"
After a long while, Xu Potian turned toward where the cave had once stood and bowed deeply.
The remaining dozens of people followed his example and bowed toward the cave.
Inspired by the Heavenly Thunder Gang,
the Blade