Half of the ancestral hall had long been destroyed, leaving a small portion of lonely ruins.
Qiao Mu looked dazedly through the sect's disciples' life lantern miniatures.
She saw that at the final juncture of Second Senior Sister Xue Xiao's battle against the enemy, her battered body was flicked apart…
Qiao Mu couldn't cry any more tears.
She propped her cheek with her hand and looked through the life lantern miniatures one by one.
When she saw the sect master dragging a stooping old man's body towards the snowy peak and self-detonating, her entire body stiffened all of a sudden.
She recognized this old man. She had encountered this old man right outside Xixia Valley's Second Southern Courtyard.
Afterwards, she had also seen this old man at the competition arena.
