This time, the Martial Ancestor-level warriors who went to hunt down the disciples of Qingyang Sect, in order to prevent any accidents, each of them separated a bit of their spiritual consciousness and made a jade soul token before leaving.
As long as the person is there, the cards are there; when the person dies, the cards are gone.
Originally, this was just a precautionary measure, but who would have thought that more than fifty of the one hundred soul jade tablets would be shattered one after another within just half a day.
This proves that more than fifty Martial Ancestor-level warriors have been completely destroyed, and there is absolutely no chance of survival.
This result made the elders feel as if their hearts were being ripped out, and they almost fainted from the pain.
You know, each of these Martial Ancestor-level strongmen is the pillar of their lineage. The loss of one is an incalculable loss. Now, more than fifty people from various lineages have died. How should this loss be calculated
It can be said that such a loss is enough to consume the luck of their lineage for thousands of years.
The result of this is that their lineage's voice in the sect will be greatly reduced.
It is even possible that this lineage will be completely cut off after hundreds or thousands of years.
Such is the huge impact of this loss.
Therefore, seeing such a result, the five elders of the five holy places felt as if their own parents had died and were in extreme pain. At the same time, they hated the Qingyang Sect, which had caused them such a heavy loss, to their core.
"What happened? How could the loss be so huge?"
Ren Kongchen was roaring, and the sound of endless resentment echoed in the cave.
His younger brother, Ren Kongyuan, although he did not reach the peak of Martial Ancestor, was also a powerful warrior at the fifth level of Martial Ancestor. This time, he came here at his invitation. Who would have thought that in less than half a day, his brother's soul jade token would be the first to break.
This was too much for Ren Kongchen to bear, and he was filled with anger.
"No, I must go and check it out for myself."
Ren Kongchen could no longer bear it, and with a roar, he flew out of the cave. His huge spiritual sense swept out and spread in all directions, searching the entire Qingyang Mountains without any scruples.
Ren Kongchen, a strong man at the peak level of Martial Ancestor, is extremely powerful. His spiritual sense spread out and continued to extend outwards, and he finally found the culprit.
"Damn it! A few youngsters were able to kill our clan's Martial Ancestor-level warriors. None of these people can be spared."
In the distance, there were traces of several battles, all of which were reflected in Ren Kongchen's consciousness.
Ren Kongchen's body moved as fast as lightning and swept past like the wind.
His spiritual sense was spreading rapidly, and soon he discovered a place where a battle was taking place.
Ren Kongchen paused in mid-air, and then shot towards the battle site.
“Swish!”
The spear light flickered, and Xuetang shattered the skull of a Martial Ancestor-level warrior with one spear, and killed the soul of this Martial Ancestor-level warrior with one spear, his expression was extremely cold.
Now, while Xuetang is killing these Martial Ancestor-level powerhouses, she is also absorbing all the massive energy contained in their blood, which is also a feature of their Blood Evil Sect's skills.
After absorbing the energy from the blood of these Martial Ancestor-level powerhouses, Xuetang's strength became even more terrifying.