In the latter half of the night, when Yang Linghu and Pan Yin arrived, all that remained was a scene of devastation.
They had originally planned to make one final attempt to persuade that man, but they had ultimately come a step too late.
Judging from the lingering traces of spell energy permeating the settlement, an exceptionally fierce clash had erupted here earlier.
Regrettably, it had ended with every cultivator in the settlement wiped out, not a single survivor left behind.
Mutilated corpses and severed limbs littered the ground. Not one cultivator's body remained intact.
The Carefree Sect disciple who had led them had died the most horribly.
At this moment, only a small portion of his body above the chest remained. Everything below was gone.
His face still bore the terrified, despairing expression from before his death.
Combined with the bite marks at the break in his body, it seemed that while he still clung to life and remained conscious, he had been brutally eaten alive by that monster.
Seeing such a gruesome scene, Pan Yin, who had come with him, could not help furrowing her brows, a grave expression appearing on her face.
She had fought that Carefree Sect disciple before. The two had been evenly matched then, and even ordinary Fourth Level cultivators would not have been his opponents.
Now that he had died miserably and the cultivators here had all been annihilated, it meant the monster had already reached the Fifth Level of Qi Gathering.
Judging from the traces at the scene, the monster had left some time after destroying this place.
And the direction it had gone was precisely toward another clan settlement.
Before long, that place would likely suffer the same calamity that had befallen this one.
At that thought, the gratitude in her