"Qiao Jiaxi is actually a disciple of an Ancient Holy God!"
Yin Rurong was dumbfounded.
"How many backers does Misty Sect have, after all?"
She clutched at her excruciating chest, and after quite a while, she managed to stand up and return to the seaside, looking in the direction of Misty Sect, her eyes filled with apprehension.
"Now, not only has the Sacred Arms Short Flute been snatched away, but even the avatar of Miaoyin Ancient Saint has been destroyed."
"If the Old Saint Master finds out about this, I will surely be severely punished...even stripped of my title as Holy Master!"
Yin Rurong began to worry.
She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes shimmering with a dangerous light, like a mad tigress.
"Ye Feng, it's all your fault!"
"Everything stemmed from you!"
Yin Rurong slammed her hand into the ground with force, causing an explosion in the nearby area, creating black spatial cracks that devoured a massive amount of sea water, sea beasts, and sand.