As he was thinking, several streaks of light suddenly flew over from the distance. Lin Xuan raised his head and swept out his divine sense.
It was a squad of unfamiliar-looking cultivators. Of course, judging from their clothing, they were all disciples of his sect. A rough count put them at more than a dozen.
The one leading them was an old man at the middle stage of Core Condensation Realm. As for the others, their cultivation was all at Foundation Establishment Late Stage or above.
They could be considered elites.
After that traitorous wretch surnamed Hu altered the ancient wondrous formation, very soon, strange phenomena kept erupting within several dozen li, and the whole of Spirit Herb Mountain trembled without end.
The cultivators turned pale with fright. At first, they thought they had encountered a foreign enemy, and hurriedly activated the Sect Protection Array. The disciples charged out with magic artifacts in hand.
But across the boundless wilds, amid green mountains and verdant slopes, where was there any trace of an enemy?
First they let out a breath of relief, but immediately after, their hearts leaped high into their throats again, because the strange phenomena showed not the slightest sign of stopping.
This time, everyone panicked somewhat.
Perfected Master Tongyu was absent, so they hurried to ask Martial Uncle Xu for instructions. Yet when the only three remaining law enforcement elders arrived at his cave dwelling, it was completely empty inside.
The three looked at one another. First Senior Brother Hu had vanished without a trace, and now even Martial Uncle had...
A sliver of ill omen rose in their hearts. After a brief discussion, the three suppressed the news.
Though they did not believe that Old Monster Xu, a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, could have met with an