Half a day later, BOOM!
With a deafening crash that shook heaven and earth, the towering Jianmu snapped and came crashing down like a mountain, sending dust rolling everywhere.
The remaining creatures watched the scene before them in terror. Fortunately, no lives had been lost.
Over an hour earlier, the towering Jianmu had already begun to slowly tilt.
Two figures slowly emerged from the dust.
They were Qin He and Hui Miqiu. Little Sable leaped onto Qin He's shoulder.
Hui Miqiu warily looked left and right, craning his neck about. Only after confirming it was safe did he let out a breath. "Master, it looks like they really did run off."
"As expected." Qin He nodded, shaking out his somewhat stiff hands.
When he had broken through the final layer of the magic array, Qin He had sensed that the Blood Raven Clan's pressure and aura had become fainter and fainter, before vanishing without a trace altogether.
Coupled with the fact that no one had been maintaining the final two layers of the array, the Blood Raven Clan had most likely fled.
That Blood Raven Ancestor was quite the figure. No wonder he had managed to raise the Blood Raven Clan into a force worthy of the name Sacred Land.
He had abandoned such a vast family fortune without a second thought.
So long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood. He truly was an old fox.
"Master, should we hunt them down?" Hui Miqiu suggested, waving his fists. His strength had soared, shedding his former aged state and filling him with confidence.
Of course, the most important thing was that Master's thigh was thick and sturdy enough. Not even this towering giant tree could compare.
"They've gone too far. We won't pursue them." Qin