Everyone knew the Immortal Furnace had no Wonder.
But no one had expected someone so uncanny and transcendent to appear.
It seemed the Immortal Furnace Grotto-Heaven had been making moves lately...
Still, hearing that Su Mo was an Immortal Furnace disciple seemed to put everyone slightly at ease. All thirteen grotto-heavens carried on the Immortal Domain's legacy. Since he was an Immortal Furnace disciple, he was a friend, not an enemy!
Wen Ge knitted her delicate brows, then suddenly asked the disciple, "You said he had a severe sword wound in his chest?"
The disciple nodded. "It went right down to the bone!"
Wen Ge looked at Hong Xia when she heard this, and they nodded at each other. Then Wen Ge turned to the others and said, "Stay hidden in the Ancestral Courtyard for now. We'll go take a look."
"If anything happens, call us at once."
As Wonders of their grotto-heavens, she and Hong Xia had means of protecting themselves. At worst, they could escape before the upheaval of the clans fully erupted.
"Yes!" the disciples obeyed. With their elders absent, they could only follow the two Wonders in everything!
Wen Ge and Hong Xia immediately flew out of the Ancestral Courtyard, heading toward the end of the street...
White snow fluttered, flake upon flake; solemn spears pointed skyward in vain.
The ancestral cold spread bleakly, inch upon inch; bonfires burned to drive away heaven's chill.
Slaughter, carnage...
People he could never finish killing, a road he could never finish walking.
A future he could not see clearly, hope that never came.
Su Mo kept walking forward, and those people of the other race kept dying before him.
Then they fell behind him.
With each step, corpses lay strewn for a hundred yards...
This was a crisis