They looked at one another, but no one felt the slightest joy over the Tyrant Soul inheritor's death.
There was only thick, suffocating fear.
Even Liu Shizeng had begun to panic. The terrifying pressure of a Saint Martial Stage powerhouse was absolutely not something that could make the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce retreat.
Otherwise, what would Willow Leaf Holy Manor use to resist them? It would be doomed beyond redemption.
But now that the Tyrant Soul inheritor was basically confirmed dead, could the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce possibly refrain from withdrawing?
No, withdrawal would still be the best-case scenario.
They might even turn around and viciously strike at Willow Leaf Holy Manor, openly seizing their Tyrant Soul Fragment Map. Murong Jianyun had even said that if anything happened to their Tyrant Soul inheritor, he would come charging over and kill them directly.
And then there was...
It was now basically certain that the one who had destroyed the Willow Leaf Sacred Tomb was a Saint Martial Stage powerhouse from Dragon Controlling Mountain. Having lost the Tyrant Soul inheritor, even if they wanted to grit their teeth and explain things to Dragon Controlling Mountain, they had no way to do so.
In other words, with the Tyrant Soul inheritor's death, the true cause of Cold Dragon Patriarch's death could no longer be washed clean, utterly and completely.
Now the dead could not testify, and they could not even claim that the Tyrant Soul inheritor had exploited and coerced them.
"Manor Lord, what should we do?"
Having figured out the crux of the matter, the core figures of Willow Leaf all looked at Ye Wucan in utter panic, hoping he could devise a foolproof solution and defuse the great crisis before them.
Yet Ye Wucan's face was even paler than