C1438 The Disappearance of the Sect

Feng Zhong's demeanor was grave, his typically nonchalant attitude nowhere to be seen. His eyes, normally sly, now blazed with an astonishing brilliance as he intently examined the fragmented Spirit Magic on the table.

Qu Yun had recently viewed these scenes through his Lunar Spirit, and the knowledge Yu Yuan possessed, along with the myriad conjectures in his mind, had become clear to him