Xuanyuan Ling, who had just entered a room, was shocked when she saw one of the wooden plaques on the altar shattered.
"Impossible! How could Jingtian die? Who killed him?" Xuanyuan Ling then touched it with her index finger while mumbling some incoherent language, and it glowed for a moment before disappearing. "Long Wang? Why did he kill him? What happened between them?"
After that, Xuanyuan Ling summoned her descendants, and several people immediately entered the room, including Xuanyuan Lingyan.
They were also shocked once they saw the name on the wooden plaque, but the saddest among them was Xuanyuan Xing, especially since Xuanyuan Jingtian was his son. "Mother, what actually happened? How could he suddenly die?"
