The moment the wall collapsed, everyone rushed to push it down further.0

With Liu Xiaotian's influence shattered, the people's loyalty naturally drifted away, and all his efforts crumbled. Those who had initially chosen to leave felt only guilt, but the road ahead was long and uncertain.0

In the blink of an eye, the hundreds who once stood with Liu Xiaotian had disappeared. Only the fifth and eighteenth elders remained at his side, and it was a pitiful sight. The eighteenth elder's face twisted with pain.0

He harbored deep resentment toward the Liu Clan. Years ago, his son had violated clan rules and suffered the consequences; Liu Xiucheng himself had crippled his cultivation. Unable to recover, his son had perished outside, and the eighteenth elder, consumed by bitterness, had sided with Liu Xiaotian ever since. He knew he had gone too far to turn back now.0

Liu Xiucheng looked at the three of them without a word of persuasion. He had played the family card with the others, but if these three stayed, they would only bring disaster to the clan.0

"What are you three still standing here for? Leave the clan!" The deacons on Liu Xiucheng's...0