Seeing all this, Yao Ling'er was as if she had lost her soul at this moment.
Her eyes were brimming red.
Her footsteps were so heavy that she could not lift them, and at the same time, they were accompanied by a strong sense of fear.
She was absolutely certain that her two senior brothers had died, and even their corpses could not be retrieved.
And this martial arts hall in front of her, although it looked ordinary, was actually full of deadly traps, a place that swallows people whole without spitting out their bones.
"Pfft!"
Finally, her impatience got the better of her, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Her slender jade hand leaned against the wall beside her, and her charming face was deathly pale.
"Hmm?"
Yifeng, who was instructing Zhong Qing to clean up, happened to see this scene. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over to Yao Ling'er.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Yifeng revealed a gentle smile and asked softly. He guessed that she was probably the daughter of some family on the street who had fallen ill. As neighbors, he would help if he could.
Yao Ling'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and suddenly looked up to see Yifeng's face.
She instantly changed color, her face extremely pale, and she staggered back two steps in panic.
Although this face looked ordinary on the surface, and even had a gentle smile, in her eyes, behind this smile was another terrifying face.
She had not forgotten that it was this man who had instructed the boy to use the Swift Cloak to wipe away dust. It was also this man who had treated her senior brother's corpse as pet food, and the Heaven Shaking Stones used to pave the steps at the entrance were likely also done by him.
A devil!
This was how she defined Yifeng in her heart.
"Are you really alright? Why not come inside and sit down for a bit?" Yifeng asked with concern.
"No, no, no need." Upon hearing Yifeng invite her in, Yao Ling'er's beautiful face changed dramatically, full of panic. Ignoring the serious injury caused by her impatient anger, she hurried away, dragging her heavy footsteps.
Now, she only wanted to escape from this place, to get away from this human's line of sight, to return to the XuanWu Sect as soon as possible and report what had happened here to Ning XuanWu.
"Do I really look that scary?"
Watching Yao Ling'er's panicked footsteps, Yifeng stroked his face, completely puzzled.
After leaving Yifeng, Yao Ling'er rushed back to the XuanWu Sect almost without stopping. By the time she returned to the XuanWu Sect, even with her cultivation level, she was nearing collapse.
The XuanWu Sect disciples were extremely surprised to see Yao Ling'er in such an anxious and disheveled state.
Usually in their eyes, Yao Ling'er was Ning XuanWu's personal disciple, aloof and unapproachable, beautiful and intelligent. They had never seen her in such a state of panic and disorder.
The news of Yao Ling'er's return quickly reached the ears of the sect's upper echelon. So when Yao Ling'er rushed back to the main hall, including Ning XuanWu, all the top leaders were already seated and waiting.
"What happened?"
Ning XuanWu's brows were tightly locked as his gaze bore into Yao Ling'er. Seeing her in this state, he also had a bad premonition.
"Master."
"Seniors Jing Wu Chen and Jing WuXin, they..."
Yao Ling'er's eyes were brimming red, her alluring body trembling, the fear in her eyes still undiminished.
"What happened to them!?"
Ning XuanWu's pupils contracted as he asked in a deep voice.
"The two seniors have been killed by that man from the martial arts hall." Yao Ling'er's voice trembled, full of grief and indignation.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, including Ning XuanWu, everyone in the XuanWu Sect's faces changed dramatically.
"How exactly did they die?" Ning XuanWu suppressed his anger and asked hoarsely, word for word: "Tell me everything you know!"
"I don't know," Yao Ling'er shook her head sorrowfully. "But I only know that nothing remains of Senior Jing Wu Chen's corpse. As for Senior Jing WuXin, who cultivated the sect's secret arts, only one section of bone remained."
As Yao Ling'er's voice fell,
Deathly silence descended on the main hall. One could say that in the entire XuanWu Sect, Jing Wu Chen and Jing WuXin were the sect's hope for the future.
But now, put together, only one bone remained of the two.
This news was truly too devastating a blow for the XuanWu Sect.
"What's even more despicable was that after Senior Jing WuXin died, he was further humiliated. The only bone that remained was used by that man as pet food," said Yao Ling'er through gritted teeth, her voice full of hatred. Just thinking of that dog gnawing on the bone made her feel suffocated.
That senior had grown up with her since childhood!
"Boom!"
Upon hearing this news, Ning XuanWu could no longer remain calm either. With a palm strike, the stone table beside him instantly turned to dust.
Boundless rage spread through him.
This was simply too outrageous!
For his two personal disciples to die such cruel deaths, and then be humiliated after death by being used as pet food, this was truly an enormous disgrace to him, Ning XuanWu.
After this palm strike, everyone else did not even dare to breathe loudly.
"Then what about my two treasures?"
Finally, Ning XuanWu asked heavily. At this moment, only Ning XuanWu's voice remained in the main hall.
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