Amidst the howling Yellow Springs wind, the tattered robe of Canglong Taoist fluttered and rustled as he nodded slightly to the crowd.
A hoarse voice echoed softly in everyone's minds: "This...is my...final time...protecting the sect..."
Before the words finished, Canglong Taoist's figure transformed into a stream of light, disappearing in the direction of the back mountains of Divine Peak.
"Clank——"
As the coffin lid closed once more, countless thick tree roots broke through the ground.
They intertwined and soon formed an impenetrable net over the surface of the coffin, completely enclosing it...
...
The aftermath of the battle among four Spirit Severing Realm experts entirely reshaped the vast territory surrounding the Taiqing Sect.
Mountains collapsed, the earth caved in, and countless bottomless chasms crisscrossed the landscape.
Even after many days, violent spiritual power fluctuations still lingered in the air.
