Entering from the gate of the Donghua Sect, the three climbed the stairs and the first place they reached was the Welcoming Hall.
Similar to most ancient sect relics, the hall was still adorned with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, resplendent with gold and bright colors, grand and imposing. However, not a single piece of the furnishings inside remained.
If it had been the former Qiu Changtian, he might have found it odd, but the Qiu Changtian of today had seen much and was widely knowledgeable. He surmised that certainly, the cultivators of the Donghua Sect had evacuated in several waves. The first took away the most important scripture scrolls and most of the magical treasures and elixirs. The second wave would have scoured the already sparse remnants of the sect once more, followed by a third wave, a fourth wave... until in the end, they would have scraped even the ground bare if possible.
Of course, it wasn't to say that it was completely empty.
