"Should we leave?" Dai Chen somberly asked.
After Vice President Tao Wen and Chief Inquisitor Zhu Qiu had left, they had remained there for a whole minute stewing in silence and the ironic loudness of their thoughts surrounded by a ruin devoid of life.
No building was left, no plant was left, nothing that had life remained in the area except them, Yang Qing's plant clone, and one other object that looked to be well on its way to its death, closing curtains on all life on Ice Emerald Sect.
The central grounds of the sect had been eviscerated and nothing was left standing. All 50,000 years worth of history had just been erased within an hour.
All that was left of proof that the Ice Emerald Sect existed, was the seven survivors, who will more than likely never come here again or raise the banner of the sect considering the scale of destruction left in the area.