Cong Yang and the others still couldn't believe that Qin Yi had died just like that. Such a prodigy, how could he die so easily?
But did the Vermilion Bird Guardian God have any reason to deceive them?
Cong Yang suddenly looked at Murong Qianxun with red eyes, "Did you all kill Qin Yi?"
"Nonsense, it was his own greed. He fell into the Magma Lake while fighting us for a treasure, what does that have to do with us?" Murong Qianxun frowned.
Although Qin Yi had died, her Phoenix Gall had also been destroyed, and her loss wasn't small. So, she didn't speak kindly.
The Vermilion Bird said solemnly, "Qin Yi's death does have something to do with us. But ultimately, it was his own greed... Forget it, the deceased is already gone, there's no point in saying this now."
"Qianxun, you go to Phoenix Mountain."
Murong Qianxun nodded and soared into the sky.
"You all should go back as well," the Vermilion Bird said, looking at Cong Yang and the others.
