The Seventh Elder led the remaining five hundred-plus Wind Ling Island disciples, flying like lightning on griffins as they hurried back toward Wind Ling Island.
Along the way, the Seventh Elder kept his expression dark. More than half of the thousand-plus Inner Disciples had perished at once, which filled the Seventh Elder's heart with a heavy burden.
Every single Inner Disciple had been nurtured on Wind Ling Island for a long time, consuming countless resources. They were the future of Wind Ling Island, and to the island, this kind of loss was completely unacceptable.
This time, whether it was the Island Master or the Ten Great Elders, everyone would undoubtedly be shaken with rage.
Glancing sideways, the Seventh Elder saw Su Mo sitting cross-legged to the side with a calm expression, and his inner anger grew even more intense.
A moment later, the Seventh Elder suppressed the fury in his heart. Su Mo's crime was inescapable, and after returning to Wind Ling Island, someone would naturally punish him!
In truth, Su Mo's heart was also quite helpless. Although killing was not forbidden within Qinghua Grotto-Heaven, that was only within the limits the sect could bear. The current situation clearly exceeded the scope of what the sect could tolerate.
When the boat reached the bridge-head, it would cross. Su Mo knew that worrying was useless, so he could only take things one step at a time. He set his mind at ease and sat down cross-legged, continuing to refine his true qi.
Three hours later, the griffins returned to Wind Ling Island and landed in the Inner Sect Plaza.
"Elder Meng Han, hurry and inform the Island Master and the Elders Council to head to the Sect Grand Hall!"
The Seventh Elder gave an order to the Assessment Elder, then looked