"Master, the whole Hidden Spirit Island has been torn and shattered by an external force, and is no longer worth repairing." Pu Tao's voice was somewhat desolate.
"You don't need to tell me, I can see it."
Looking out from the Welcoming Hall, Xu Fan saw the Hidden Spirit Sect, which had turned into floating islands. He couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"My lord, my master... she..." Zhang Weiyun didn't know what else to say.
"Forget it. Your master is quite meticulous." Xu Fan looked at the space ring on the table.
The space ring appeared in Xu Fan's palm, and his divine sense probed into it.
After only a glance, Xu Fan quickly gave the space ring to Zhang Weiyun.
"Keep this safe for now," Xu Fan said.
"Pu Tao, gather the fragments of Hidden Spirit Island. Let's head to the Primordial Sect first."
In the midst of the Hidden Spirit Island's fragments, countless disciples watched the scene before them in tears.
The good old sect, just disappeared like that.
