Chapter 320: The Virtuous Nirvana Sect's Disciple

The morning light shone on the land. However, no signs of life existed under the sunlight. There was only carnage and destruction.

A Dao nun with messy hair, who was wearing tattered clothes, stood in a trance on a land that had become ruins.

Her chest was covered in blood. The blood flowing from the open wound caused the fabric of her clothes to stick to her skin, making the two indistinguishable. Her naked feet were also covered in blood. The blood merged with the soil below, causing the soil to turn brown. The fly-whisk she was carrying on her back was completely bare. She was clutching onto a broken stone tablet, on which the word "Nirvana" could still be seen indistinguishably.

Her hands were trembling as she muttered, "The Virtuous Nirvana Sect. The Virtuous Nirvana Sect exists no more…"