Within half a day, the news of the Sage Might at the Chenxuan Sect had spread across the entire Mutian Continent. A minor sect that had been extinct for hundreds of years suddenly found itself the focus of attention once again—a level of scrutiny that far exceeded the interest it had garnered when it first fell.
For a long time, people had assumed that a powerhouse at the Mystic Sect Realm had descended with a mighty palm strike, believing that anyone destroyed by the sect must have committed some heinous, unforgivable crime.
People only knew that the Chenxuan Sect had been wiped out. Everything within the sect had been ravaged by that overwhelming pressure; even the spirit patterns of its magical artifacts had been damaged, reducing them to low-spirit waste. Given that the Chenxuan Sect had been a third-rate sect at the time, no one bothered to look for treasures among its ruins. Only small-time, petty rogue cultivators would occasionally scavenge through the debris, treating discarded scraps as if they were treasures.
Chapter 69