Then, everything truly came to an end.
This True Inheritor led a group of junior brothers and sisters, rushing out of the workshop and heading for the peak of the main mountain.
As they charged up, they saw the Sect Master holding two Inner Sect Disciples in his hands, draining them into husks.
The Sect Master of the Sky-Flipping Sect, who now appeared to have regained his youth, looked to be only in his twenties or thirties.
With purple brows and red hair, his skin was glowing with health.
His eagle eyes swept over the disciples as if he were looking at a group of animated food.
His gaze fixed on the True Inheritor, and he chuckled,
"Worthy of being the disciple I valued the most."
"You really do have a spiritual connection with me!"
"However..."
"You're still too green, did you really think that a little secret technique could hide you from me?"
The Old Sect Master shook his head, and simultaneously let the desiccated corpses fall to the ground while.
