What should have been an incomparably grand Integration celebration, one that would have allowed the Thousand Left Alliance to hold its head high and rise from the ashes, had ended with a whimper beneath that seemingly insignificant strike, beneath a gaze that looked down upon them as though they were ants.
The dignified Thousand Left Alliance Master, a Seventh-Order Integrated Body Great Expert, had been embedded in the cliff face like a lump of mud before countless watching eyes.
Only after the celebration had completely ended and all the guests had departed did a Thousand Left Alliance Grand Elder dare step forward, attempting to rescue the Thousand Left Alliance Master, who had been severely wounded by a single blow, from the cliff wall.
Yet an even more humiliating scene unfolded once again.
The Grand Elder stepped through the air, but before he could touch the Thousand Left Alliance Master embedded in the cliff face, that section of cliff suddenly erupted with light.
The next instant, this Thousand Left Alliance Grand Elder fell from the sky like a battered kite before countless watching eyes. He crashed into the ground, his aura faint, already at death's door!
At this moment, the celebration grounds had fallen utterly silent. Even the howling mountain wind seemed to have frozen solid.
The countless Thousand Left Alliance Disciples still lingering here were already pale-faced and despairing. Even a boat tossed by wind and rain could not describe the Thousand Left Alliance's current state.
From heaven to hell, it had taken only an instant.
At the celebration grounds, all hope had turned to ashes.
At this moment, Chu Mu was also standing in the celebration plaza, among the ranks of the personal disciples.
As he watched this scene, though he held no feelings for the Thousand Left Alliance,