Only after the three had disappeared did Ye Lin emerge atop the ruins, looking down at the hole beneath his feet.
"So that's how it is. As expected of a man besotted with love—even on the verge of death, he still had to take one last look at his old flame."
Ye Lin chuckled and turned to leave. He had not destroyed the corpse; that could be considered fulfilling Yan Yu's final wish before death.
Below the hole, Yan Yu's expression changed drastically as he looked at the horribly ruined underground chamber. Upon seeing the three empty tables, he stumbled in a panic toward a secret room to the side.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Lu'er, you're fine, right? Right?"
Yan Yu muttered deliriously as he hurried into the secret room.
Not long after he left, Wang Tian and the other two arrived. Looking at the ruins, the elder behind Wang Tian's expression shifted slightly.
"Clan Head, I sensed the fluctuations of a Supreme Artifact and an Infinite Artifact. They were over there."
Following the elder's pointing finger, Wang Tian saw three empty tables. Not far from them was a massive hole.
"Sect Master, I suspect Yan Yu placed something here. Those three items may have been on these tables, but they have now vanished. The fluctuations of a Supreme Artifact and an Infinite Artifact still linger here."
"Someone beat us to the prize while we were destroying the Yin-Yang Sacred Land."
Another elder entered the secret room, looked at the three empty tables before him, and spoke in a deep voice.
The Yin-Yang Sacred Land had been destroyed by their Wang Family. Everything within it should rightfully have belonged to the Wang Family.
Yet someone had swooped in first while the Wang Family and the Yin-Yang Sacred Land were locked in