Little Sword Immortal City

In West Heaven Prefecture stood a ruined Little Immortal City.

The Little Immortal City did not even have the most basic Teleportation Array, and its spiritual energy density was far below that of the Central Continent.

At this moment, the once-in-a-Hundred-Years Three-Sect Disciple Recruitment Ceremony was being held in the Immortal City.

Within a Dao Field, all children under twelve with Spiritual Roots from the entire Immortal City and the nearby mortal kingdoms had gathered.

A Void Refining Stage Elder looked at the children, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.

"Troubled times are about to begin. Traces of the Demon Race have already been discovered in our West Heaven Prefecture, and the great war could erupt at any moment. These children are the pitiful ones—I wonder how many will survive," the Void Refining Stage Elder said.

"I heard that three Demon Venerables have come from the neighboring Great Prefecture, intending to put down roots in our West Heaven Prefecture. I wonder whether the Mahayana Venerables of our Great West Prefecture can hold them off?" another Void Refining Stage Elder from a different sect said worriedly.

"Don't worry about that. The Elder Council will send emissaries over."

"As long as we can hold the line until the Elder Council frees up its hands, they will certainly send Venerables to clear them out."

"I hope so."

Just then, the three of them suddenly looked up at the sky.

"Why does the spiritual energy in the sky feel off? There's also a trace of spatial fluctuation."

As the three Void Refining Stage Venerables spoke, they began to stand on guard.

They immediately halted the disciple selection below, activated the Defense Array within the Dao Field, and had everyone take shelter inside.

The three Void Refining Stage Elders of the three sects