Yellow sand covered the ground and the aura of the Xiangjiang clan could no longer be sensed.
The flowers that used to be overgrown had withered, leaving only some rotten plant roots.
Song qingxiao's heart sank slightly. She released her divine sense and scanned the area, but she didn't sense any signs of life.
She stepped into the garden.
The deathly silent atmosphere in the garden was broken by her entry. A cold wind with a deathly aura whistled past her ear, as if warning her of her invasion.
The pavilions had been completely destroyed, and it was almost impossible to see any traces of the prosperity of the past.
There were remnants of the battle's aura here. It was obvious that the Xiangjiang clan had been attacked by a terrifying force back then.
From what was left of the scene, the force that attacked the Xiang clan and the others was very strong. It had a destructive heart and had no intention of leaving any chance of survival for this clan.
