Feng Lin frowned upon hearing this, "Why didn't she tell me when I was here before?"
"She wanted to avenge her own grudge," Han Meimei said, stopping in her tracks.
"Hurry up!"
Feng Lin grabbed Han Meimei's arm and headed into the Ruins.
He noticed the guards who should have been at the door were not there.
Sensing the energy gathering in the distance, Feng Lin quickened his pace.
Upon arriving, he saw that members of the Charming Demon Clan had all been gathered together.
All around were experts.
Huang Shuiqu stood there, turning his head and noticing the entering Feng Lin and Han Meimei, his gaze filled with murderous intent.
He had already inspected the situation, experts from the Alliance Grand Achievement Realm and above.
Over thirty were dead.
Many of them were Clan Leaders of different races.
In an instant, the Alliance's combat power was halved.
Traces of Formations surrounded the bodies of the deceased.
Clearly, it was the doing of Lu Buran.
