The great Cloud Sun Sect had collapsed.
Ji Guantao, along with a group of Inner Sect elites, didn't just take away Taihao Peak and the sect's millennial accumulation; they took with them the faith and pride of hundreds of thousands of cultivators.
Although the other eight peaks still stood and the three Cloud Sun cities remained, the people's hearts were completely lost. The sect disintegrated almost instantaneously, with no chance of recovery!
At this moment, an untold number of grievances and resentments were condensed upon Ji Guantao.
In front of the Inner Mountain Gate, by the stone stele, the Mysterious Turtle raised its head, watching as Taihao Peak ascended higher and higher, muttering to itself, "A sly fox, a little fellow, their abilities are not bad at all."
"I hope you can succeed," it said.
With that, it suddenly shook its mountain-like body.