The same scene played out in Shooting Crow Mountain and Phoenix Cry Ridge. By the time Tang Siyuan and Tang Zhen, who were decoyed away, returned to North Mountain, they were greeted with this devastating sight.
The initiators of the bloodbath had earlier fled on the Blue Luan bird, leaving the few with ressentiment to smoulder without any respite.
They immediately spread out, flying to different mountain peaks, hoping to find any clan members who might have survived the wrath of the Blue Lotus. Even though they knew their chances were slim, they still descended onto the mountains, heads down.
The entire mountain was enveloped in a haze of azurite miasma, the residual fury of the Blue Lotus. The faint scent of lotus was laced with intense poison, yet irresistibly fragrant.
Tang Zhen saw that some of the clan fighters and servants who accidentally entered the miasma were turned into standing statues.
