Dripping Blood Cliff, Soul-Severing Valley, Immortal Burial City (4)

Whatever power one possessed, one must bear corresponding responsibilities.

For those large factions, their fate has already become intertwined with Fuyu Immortal Realm. If this realm was breached, they would be the first to suffer.

To Heaven Immortals, their cultivation intersected greatly with the Heavenly Dao. If the Heavenly Dao summoned them, they could not refuse.

"More than 300 seniors of my Murong clan went to Dripping Blood Cliff. There are less than 11 who can still sense the bloodline spirit cards."

Murong Chi looked miserable.

The powerhouses of the Murong clan had been exhausted at the Dripping Blood Cliff, and they really had no chance to rise again.

"If there's a chance to go to the Dripping Blood Cliff, I'll look for the seniors of your Murong family," Han Muye nodded and said softly.

From the intersection of the mortal world and Minister Wen, their karma with the Murong family had already formed.