“He’s Elder Quint?” The sect master was stunned, completely dumbfounded, and unclear.

“Yes.”

Hermione Yggdrasil was Elder Quint’s disciple, and she was still familiar with her own master. She had quickly determined that the incomplete corpse in front of her was her master.

Hermione did not harbor much sadness when faced with the death of her master.

She had also watched with her own eyes how the Yggdrasil family had been struck to death by lightning just now, including her grandfather, her