"Has he left!?"
The Wuling Holy Land Master gazed at the receding Divine Wind Boat, her eyes full of complicated emotions.
There was anger and helplessness over the Wuling Holy Land being struck from the rolls, the grievance of being bullied by Qin Feng, and the vulnerability of having her disguise seen through by him.
"Sigh!"
The Great Elder sighed. "I never thought that after tens of thousands of years of inheritance, our Wuling Holy Land would ultimately be destroyed by one of our own."
"Such is fate!"
The Second Elder said slowly, "No power can last forever. Everything has a beginning, and everything has an end. Once the burden of karma builds to a certain point, it can no longer be held back, and destruction follows naturally."
"This..."
The other elders fell silent as one, all thinking of Lin Yuan.
To protect the Wuling Holy Land's reputation and keep Emperor Show, an Emperor-level Expert, they had made a junior bear a baseless accusation and even expelled him from the sect.
And this was hardly the first time they had done such a thing.
Rather than saying that the weight of karma had become too much to bear, it was more that disappointment had accumulated to a breaking point.
Even if Qin Emperor hadn't absorbed them this time, Yuan would still have come knocking. And after that, there was no guarantee that a second, third, or fourth Yuan wouldn't appear, until their numbers spread like sparks setting the prairie ablaze.
"Discussing this now won't help!"
The Great Elder said sternly, "According to Qin Emperor, Yingzhou Immortal Mountain is only a temporary residence for us. Whether we can stay there long-term will depend on whether the second-generation ruler of Great Qin agrees."
"Right!"
The other elders came to their senses and