Ling Yuan stood in the wreckage of his hideout. Where the corpses of the trio he had sent to find Sheng Tian, now there was a giant crater present.
Furthermore, there were even more corpses scattered around the large chamber. Those who were too close to the explosion and could not react in time were torn into shreds, not knowing how they had died.
Ling Yuan gnashed his teeth and slammed his fist against a nearby pillar.
Bang!
Cracks spread along the surface of the stone pillar, though it did not crumble and fall apart.
"Damn it!"
There were around 50 casualties, leaving only about a hundred disciples still alive in the chamber. While Ling Yuan had hundreds of disciples under his command, this many casualties in a short time still enraged him.
He waved his sleeve, "Every single person present here right now, spread the news that I shall challenge the current first Head Disciple and obtain that title for myself!"
