Within the Immortal Azure Plain, the Ghost Face Clan's residence and dao grounds.
This place had now become utterly unrecognizable, a scene of devastation as far as the eye could see. The ancient halls of the dao grounds that had once stood tall and majestic had become broken walls and shattered ruins, with fragments of stone scattered everywhere.
Vast stretches of ancient trees had been uprooted, their branches and leaves withered. Whatever glory they had once possessed had vanished entirely in the cruel great war.
The mountains and rivers around the dao grounds had also been destroyed by immense magical power. The land was cracked, the rivers dried up, and the beauty of old was no more.
The Ghost Face Clan cultivators' cave abodes were likewise in complete disarray. The cultivation areas that had once bustled with activity were now nothing but ruins, their formations shattered and spiritual qi dispersed.
Fragments of refined magical artifacts lay scattered among the wreckage of the various cultivation abodes, desolate beyond measure.
The fallen rocks and Ancient Forest were soaked in Ghost Face Clan blood. Whether powerless old folk, women, and children without Spiritual Roots, or mighty Ghost Face Clan cultivators, all had been massacred in droves...
Thirty Great Vehicle Realm cultivators stood in midair. Two of them were Great Vehicle Late Stage cultivators, while every direction was filled with cold-faced Star Sea beings—well over a million in total!
"Ghost Face Clan, during the Myriad Races Great Slaughter Era, you were once the Blood Blade of our clan. Who would have thought you would fall so low today."
A Great Vehicle Late Stage venerable wearing a ferocious black mask spoke coldly. "You were given a chance. Yet your entire clan does not even have a Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouse. You truly do not know