Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
People kept appearing on Front Peak. At the sight of the collapsed hall and Tang Yan in his black robes, everyone in Medicine Valley immediately tensed.
An enemy attack!
A shrill, urgent alarm rang out!
Qin Donghai soon arrived, his gaze upon Tang Yan chilling, yet tinged with confusion.
Why was this brat here?
Wouldn't the founding master find nothing when he reached Reach the Summit?
"Don't be nervous. I mean no harm!" Tang Yan said casually.
Qin Donghai glanced at Tang Yan, then at the collapsed hall, and snapped, "No harm? Then what do you call demolishing our Medicine Valley's hall?"
"Yao Zhonglou took thirty Saint Level experts to attack Reach the Summit. Is demolishing just one of your halls too much?" Tang Yan countered.
Qin Donghai's heart jolted. This brat actually knew? Suppressing the urge to attack Tang Yan, he asked coldly, "What are you here for?"
"To tell you something: Yao Zhonglou is dead!" Tang Yan calmly fabricated the news.
Qin Donghai felt a thunderclap in his head. The founding master was dead?
Then he came to his senses. The founding master stood near the very ceiling of Northern Spirit's fighting strength. Who could kill him?
"Utter nonsense. Those clay chickens and pottery dogs in your camp might not even withstand a single thrust of the founding master's spear!" Qin Donghai sneered.
"Even Transcendent Grade experts have weaknesses. They aren't invincible.
"If Yao Zhonglou weren't dead, how would I have the leisure to show up here? Prepare his funeral arrangements ahead of time. His body will arrive tomorrow." Tang Yan continued bluffing.
Qin Donghai swayed. This brat looked utterly certain, not as though he were lying. Could the founding master really have fallen?
"Do you think I could slaughter everyone in Medicine Valley today?"