A day later, two figures arrived at the ruins of the Miao Xian Sect.

They ventured underground to the scene of the incident. The Spirit Stones had been taken, even the eight formation flags were destroyed by the sword formation, and the most precious Spirit Gathering Pearl was also ruined.

"Damned scoundrel!"@@novelbin@@

One of the middle-aged cultivators was furious.

"Could it have been discovered by the old immortals of the Yan Dao Sect?" the horse-faced young man hesitated.

"We just started our operation. Even if the Yan Dao Sect discovered it, they couldn't have arrived so early. There must be someone else!" the middle-aged cultivator gritted his teeth.

The Yan Dao Sect they mentioned had always been a target of their vigilance.

"Should we collect the Spirit Stones from the other places in advance?" the horse-faced young man asked.

They had multiple Spirit Gathering points in the eastern wasteland, totaling six, and they could reliably produce two Supreme Spirit Stones every decade.

These were cultivation resources for the Divine Transformation stage Ancestors within the sect, and they couldn't afford to be careless. It was the most valued place in the sect.

"Absolutely not. The Yan Dao Sect has been watching us for many years. Every step we take must be cautious and prudent, lest we lose more than we gain."

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