There was no trace of life throughout Flower Palace.

An enormous pool of blood resided before Yang Ye’s group, and a few thousand disciples of the Flower Palace were within the pool of blood. At this moment, all of them were howling incessantly. They wanted to fly out from within it, but an invisible force stopped them from doing so.

Qian Huagu, Qian Hui, and Qian Nianci were standing by the pool of blood.

Qian Huagu had an emotionless expression on her face, and it was like she hadn’t seen the scene within the pool of blood. On the other hand, Qian Nianci and Qian Hui had their eyes closed tightly while their faces were covered in an expression of pain.

“Martial Ancestor, why? Why? Why treat us like this?”

“AHH!! You old hag! I’ll never forgive you even if I have...