The female cultivator watched the subtle changes in Senior Brother Fang's expression and listened to the voice beside her.
She opened her mouth, originally intending to plead once more and ask him, for the sake of their former sect fellowship, to offer a few more words of persuasion.
But seeing his reaction, then thinking of the suppression and grievances Nangong Ruoshui had endured during her time at Six Ding Academy—
If it were her, she would likely only want to sever all ties with such a sect.
Alas...
With a helpless inward sigh, she swallowed the words she had meant to say.
"Senior Brother Fang is right. From here on, it will depend on her own fortune!"
"Fortune, huh..."
The cultivator surnamed Fang wore a smile, though two flashes of contempt and disdain flickered through his eyes.
Even Body Integration stage experts risked perishing if they approached this great array.
Now that Nangong Ruoshui had lost Six Ding Academy's backing, she was probably inferior even to a Rogue Cultivator. What did she have to rely on?
There were five people aboard the flying vessel, four of them Spirit Severing stage cultivators. It looked lively enough.
Yet among the four, only Blazing Blade Maniac Jun Duxing of the Tian Gang Sect carried any real weight.
But Blazing Blade Maniac Jun Duxing was famously withdrawn and solitary.
Even within the Tian Gang Sect, his relationship with his fellow disciples could only be called ordinary.
The resources and support he received were hardly exceptional either.
As for Daoist Tianshan, who led the group, his reputation had indeed surged recently—but he was merely a Rogue Cultivator by birth.
And people like these dared approach the great array of the Ancient God Ruins, eyeing the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures within the Ancient God Ruins.