Beat Yu Qianzi Until She Was No Longer Human

All magic treasures, all spells, vanished like smoke and dispersed like clouds.

True Monarch Gui Fu and the others stared fixedly at the ants below. After a moment, they turned and left without a shred of attachment.

The ancestors from ten thousand years ago were their shared faith. They held a bone-deep reverence for their power, wisdom, and arts, far surpassing that of others. No matter what, they did not dare use their own lives to test them.

Amid the howling gale, the True Lords remained silent, killing intent overflowing in every direction.

"It was him!"

"Divine Crow. Divine Crow was behind this."

After a while, True Monarch Gui Fu of the Gui Shan Iron Family, who was well versed in all manner of secret arts of the Northern Plains, said coldly, "Divine Crow poured the Black Clan's last dragon aura into this altar!"

"That is why the ancestor's ritual responded ahead of time!"

"How could he dare?!"

"How could he?!"

He was furious beyond measure, wishing he could find True Monarch Divine Crow's corpse and grind his bones to ash to vent the hatred in his heart.

This hatred even surpassed what he felt toward the outsider, True Monarch Tushan.

"This should have been something he arranged in advance, right? Why would he do this?"

"What benefit could it bring him?"

Someone asked with a frown.

Nascent Soul Cultivators had lived for many years. In all matters, they liked to prepare two contingencies, thinking of defeat before victory and laying down backup plans. That was not strange.

But why this kind of backup plan?

Everyone looked at one another, unable to understand.

"I took a look just now."

After a long while, True Monarch Hehuan spoke softly. "Among the Eighteen Blood Cloud Riders, two of them seemed to be