At these words, Ban Fenghe's face clouded over once more.
After all, although the place where the Immortal's remains lay was certainly not somewhere one could enter easily,
the methods of the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land's cultivators were equally not to be underestimated.
If they truly joined forces, she did not dare say what the outcome would be.
"Could it be... that Heaven truly intends to destroy our Night Clan?"
Murmuring softly, Ban Fenghe could not help but be overwhelmed by sorrow, feeling the road ahead vanish into a boundless fog.
"Second Elder, do not worry just yet. This old man and the others are still here. How could we stand by and watch the Night Clan's plight without lifting a hand?"
"In terms of cultivation, this old man may fall short of Senior Xiao, but I have some modest attainments in the Buddhist Sect's secret arts and formations."
"Let this old man first examine everyone's condition and see whether I can find any other clues. Even if nothing else works, if I can find a way to temporarily seal this Anomalous Power, the Night Clan's crisis can at least be lifted for the time being."
Su Shi'er spoke unhurriedly.
"Senior, please investigate as you see fit. If Heaven truly means to destroy the Night Clan, then we can only accept it calmly."
Ban Fenghe nodded lightly, her voice clearly weak and listless.
It was not that she did not trust Su Shi'er. It was simply that his cultivation level was right there for all to see.
Even those at the Spirit Severing stage were helpless. Naturally, she could not see the slightest hope in Su Shi'er.
She had already been disappointed once. She did not wish to be disappointed a second time.
Su Shi'er's expression remained calm and indifferent.