As the flying ship departed, the deafening clamor gradually subsided, leaving Mountain and Sea City in a brief silence. At this moment, everyone was gazing towards the direction of the Iron Mountain Pavilion. Those watching from afar in the sky, from Samsung and pseudo-Four-star influences, dared not linger in the air any longer, all landing, even if just to spectate from high places like taverns and teahouses.
They looked at the devastated grounds of the Iron Mountain Pavilion, feeling a chill rise up their backs.
Iron Mountain Pavilion.
Stood for a millennium in Mountain and Sea City.
Always held a position of dominance, with over a hundred major influences having to act according to its whims.
Even during the fiercest battles, when the Mountain Suppression Realm Demon King appeared, it only destroyed the sect's entrance.
Who would have thought that one day, most of the territory of the Iron Mountain Pavilion would turn into ruins?
"Who exactly are they?"
