The words had barely fallen!
The Haoran Sword Sect disciple named Dong Lin turned to ashes!
Lin Chen shook his head slightly at the sight.
He could only sigh that this was another fool blinded by love!
Then, the group headed toward the Haoran Sword Sect's back mountain.
Everywhere they passed.
They saw nothing but white bones, skeletons, and ruined walls!
What had once been a magnificent sect, the foremost sword dao sect in Northern Julu Continent.
Had now become a land of utter silence!
Lin Chen looked around after arriving.
Even he found the sight somewhat shocking.
Not until they reached the back mountain.
Did the scene before them become somewhat less grim.
Other than mountains, there were almost no buildings here.
As spiritual energy dissipated.
This place had already turned into a dead land.
The mountain range had withered, and its spiritual energy had scattered. It was truly miserable beyond compare!
After looking around, Upal pointed at a small mountain in the distance and said:
"As they say, when seeking dragons and dividing mountains, one must understand the way... In my opinion, this is the most likely place to hide treasure!"
The old Daoist did not waste words after hearing this.
He glanced over the vast back mountain and walked forward step by step!
It could vaguely be seen!
That apart from the mountains, there were also many spirit fields in the back mountain.
Those spirit fields had once been planted with all kinds of spiritual herbs.
But after spiritual energy dried up.
The spirit fields had long since withered, and the spiritual herbs had turned to soil as well!
Even within those spirit fields.
The old Daoist spotted several fairly decent spiritual herbs.
Unfortunately, worn down by the years.
Those spiritual herbs had also crumbled into residue!