The Rongshu Demon collapsed, causing significant damage to the buildings within the sect.
Lu Chuan looked back and saw nothing but a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; bodies were everywhere.
He sheathed the Soul Terminating Sword and could no longer hear the noisy chatter of that guy, Lu Fu; presumably, he was afraid of being caught and had hurriedly fled.
The death of over a hundred disciples was undoubtedly a severe blow to the entire sect!
Lu Chuan sighed helplessly, "I was only away for half a day, and things have gotten this serious?"
"That bastard Lu Fu really deserves to die! His body should be torn to a thousand pieces!"
Lu Chuan clenched his fists until his knuckles cracked.
Just then, a figure slowly approached.
Hearing footsteps, Lu Chuan swiftly turned with fists raised.
The person standing behind him was a sect disciple clad in simple attire.
It was the same female disciple he happened to encounter on his way up the mountain.
