"Hehe, if the news of Ye Mo's death reaches the Patriarch, he will definitely fly into a rage. Clan Leader Zikui will surely lose his position. However, since Aotian is still out on a mission and won't return anytime soon, I'll inform Zi Long first."
With a sly smile, Zixing's figure moved and disappeared into the air.
Meanwhile, the assembled elders entered the Abyss of Hell together. Yet, they only managed to reach a depth of a kilometer before they could no longer withstand the wild power of the Hellfire. Moreover, their Heart Spirit Strength couldn't probe very far. With a slight sigh, they retraced their steps and flew out from the abyss.
"Alas, I'm afraid Ye Mo is doomed."
One of the elders sighed, "Such a bloodline genius, who was prepared to participate in the Dragonmark Hall assessment, has fallen just like that."
"Many martial artists, out of curiosity, have ventured into the Abyss of Hell, only to never return."
