"The Black Mountain is ruined, what should we do now?"
A few clan elders of the Su family looked at the Black Mountain, which had turned into ruins.
With the Black Mountain in ruins, their initial expectations for the clan's tomb dissipated like a mirage at this moment.
Had they known, they might as well not have heard about the clan tomb in the first place.
"What do you mean what should we do? Didn't you see that Brother Tian has already gone to check it out?"
Wang Yanyu looked down on the Su family elders before her—forgetting righteousness when seeing small benefits and being timid in major events. Such Golden Core Cultivators are destined to find it difficult to become Nascent Soul Powerhouses.
She no longer paid attention to these Su family elders and instead flew towards the ruins.
Soon, Tian Lin, near a formation by the ruins, saw the presence of Mei Xianfu.
