Megan’s dead eyes looked at Old White Brows’ body. There was not a single bit of emotion in her eyes. “Old White Brows, as the Sect Master of Mount Hua Sect, and at such an old age; you have enjoyed your life. It was time for you to die.”
Megan smiled and turned to leave. Not long after she left, a group of people arrived. There were a few thousand people that marched in grandly. They were the various sects from the World Universe.
Sect Master Endless of Shaolin Sect, Master Leonard of Wudang Sect, and Tianshan, Xiaoyao, and Mount Hua Sect disciples were there.
“Hey, there’s someone in the palace,” someone from the crowd shouted after noticing Old White Brows’ body.
Everyone’s eyes turned towards the palace, and many people rushed in.
“This…”
“Sect Master White Brows?!”
Everyone was stunned when they saw it was Old White Brows.
“Master?”
“Master, wake up. Wake up!”
“What happened?”
Dozens of Mount Hua Sect disciples’ bodies trembled as they kneeled beside Old White Brows’ body and started to cry loudly.
The air was filled with sorrow, and the atmosphere was dark.
All of the other sect members tightened their fists, feeling saddened. Old White Brows had been a fair and helpful person. It was depressing that he had died in an ancient tomb.
“Amitabha!” Sect Master Endless chanted as he walked over to check on Old White Brows’ wound. His face paled instantly. “Master White Brows’ abdomen and internal organs have been crushed by someone’s punch!”
‘Someone crushed his abdomen and organs with just a single punch?’ Everyone was surprised as they heard that. They could not help but gasp.
Mount Hua Sect had been laying low for the past couple of years, and they seldom appeared in society. Old White Brows was kind and would not have upset anyone. Who would have done such an evil thing to kill Mount Hua Sect’s Master?
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