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"And over there..." Yoomyung pointed to corpses burned almost to ashes. "This fire incinerates in an instant—the Sunlight Mountain Sect was involved as well."
Lastly, he walked toward the altar at the center of the large room, where disciples and elders once performed ceremonies to the constellations and heavens, praying for good fortune as they cultivated.
There lay a frozen solid corpse, hurled from afar and landing on the altar, destroying and freezing it at the same time.
"Glacial Mountain Sect," he said.
"F-Four sects came here to eliminate our people?!" Kim Hua asked in disbelief. "That can't be possible! Why go so far?!"
"They were preparing to go against us," Wu Lieng said. "But we weren't even here to save them..."
"But why go so far if you wouldn't be a match for them with your crippled cultivation?" Yoomyung asked. "Perhaps... they thought you had grown stronger through your dealings with Yggdrasil?"
