C412 Huiyuan Built the Ancient Temple

“Elder... Elder?” The disciples stood frozen in disbelief.

The elder’s head rolled on the ground, covered in dust. His body, lifeless, fell backward, stirring up a cloud of dirt. Murong Qingya rose to her feet, holding a perfectly round bead in her hand, her gaze icy.

“You... you did this on purpose! You had the Nine-layer Tower kill the elder!”

“Heh...” Murong Qingya glanced around