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The crowd of Qing-Yun disciples widened their eyes as they looked up at the black shadow floating above their heads with fear and trepidation.

They did not understand why these black shadows would suddenly appear.

Boom!

In the next moment, hundreds of black shadows charged towards the many Qing-Yun disciples in the flying spirit boat, causing miserable screams to echo in the area.

”...”

”...”

The Eastern Emperor Sect.

”Have you heard about it? It's said that the old ancestor of the White Hill School disappeared, and even his Life Plate shattered. I'm afraid that he has already fallen, and he is a Saint realm expert. It is truly hard to imagine.”

”What?” Are you for real? Weren't they still at the Thousand Sect Alliance meeting a few days ago? How could they suddenly fall so easily?

”What are you thinking about? This is the Eastern Emperor Sect. Who dares to act rashly there? I've heard that it's because of the Heaven-Devouring White Phoenix. After that ancestor went away, he never returned.”

”…”

Other than the fact that the Qing-Yun Sect had abdicated, the news of the death of the Old Ancestor of the White Python Sect was also widely discussed in the Eastern Emperor Sect. There were even more people discussing the matter than the Qing-Yun Sect abdication.

No matter what, the one who died was a Sacred Martial Realm expert. More importantly, the Sacred Martial Realm expert silently died under the three Divine Martial Realm experts' noses.

Not even the bones were found.

This was no longer a mere slap to the face of the Eastern Emperor Sect, but a slap to the faces of the other two great sects as well.

If it were any other time, not to mention the death of Patriarch White Tuo, even if the entire White Tuo Sect had been exterminated, none of the three great Sects would have cared.

After all, in all these years, not to mention the White Tuo Sect, even the sects that had existed for longer, stronger, and had existed for much longer had been destroyed by someone.

But at this moment, during the time of the Thousand Sect Alliance, the meaning was completely different.

”White Hill?”

Long Hao Chen, who was standing beside Wei Xue Shuang, heard the discussion of these people. His eyes turned a little and his expression became pensive. If nothing unexpected happened, the so called Sect Master of the White Python Sect should be the old man who wanted to fight with him for the ribs of the Heaven Swallowing White Phoenix.

”It's a pity. It was not easy for a Saint realm expert to appear in the White Python School, and it could be said that it was unheard-of. But I never would have thought that I would meet such a thing and it is truly hard to predict what would happen in the world.”

Ye Jiannan sighed, as if he was touched by something.

After all, the reason why a school like the White Tuo School was able to stand for a thousand years in the Eastern Sea Region was because their school had a Saint realm expert overseeing it.

But once the Saint realm expert from the school perished, the entire school would probably immediately face the pressure and suppression from the other big sects, or even swallow the entire school.

If they became subsidiary schools under the name of other schools, they could only rely on other schools to survive. It could even be that some small schools that were suppressed by the White Python Sect stepped on them at that time.

If he wanted to return to his former glory, he didn't know how long he would have to wait …