Mastery Maxed Out, I Became the Sword Immortal of the Mortal Realm, Part 615

Only powerful, complex fluctuations of energy remained, telling of the fierce battle that had once taken place here.

Half an hour later, someone finally discovered the site and immediately reported it.

The energy fluctuations here were far too strange. What's more, one could even sense traces of dissipating Primordial Spirit power.

That meant a powerhouse above Spirit Transformation had fallen here.

As for who it was, that was hard to say.

They didn't know either.

But there was no harm in reporting it. They might even be rewarded for it.

The person who reported the news probably hadn't expected that it would cause such a tremendous stir among the Qin Family's upper ranks. In just two hours, the place was filled with Qin Family bigwigs.

The two sides were almost completely distinct, like a line drawn in the sand.

Fourth Brother was dead.

When Big Brother and the others learned the news, their first reaction was shock.

Their second was fury.

Who could have killed Fourth Brother within the Qin Family's territory?

Wasn't that just openly treating them with contempt?

They were, after all, a ten-thousand-year-old Aristocratic Clan. They had long placed their reputation among the family's foremost priorities.

This was a blatant slap across their faces.

They hadn't been taken seriously at all.

So, as soon as they learned the news, they immediately summoned the family's strongest experts. They even called in several clan elders.

They had been in secluded cultivation, and being abruptly roused left them somewhat dazed.

But once they heard what had happened, they hurried over at once. There was no time for confusion now; the family was facing a life-or-death crisis.

No matter how one looked at it, this was now the family's most urgent concern.

Nothing mattered more.

A true powerholder in the family