At the summit of Qingqiu Mountain.
A wave of eerie, howling shrieks rang out, jolting the bewildered crowd awake.
Countless Blood Shadows suddenly surged out of the inverted Blood River in the sky.
"Demon Sealing Curse!" Lu Han shouted.
The results of their repeated drills showed themselves. The Dao Soldier apprentices almost instinctively began chanting the Demon Sealing Curse.
But just as the emerald demon-dispelling Strange Force rose, one person after another stopped their Incantations.
They looked at the Blood Shadows blotting out the sky like locusts, then at the mere hundred-plus people atop the mountain. A strange feeling suddenly welled up within them.
Lu Han, who was fully focused on casting the Demon Sealing Curse, came back to himself. Catching sight of their expressions from the corner of his eye, his face immediately darkened.
"The Sect Master has activated the Contract's command. Anyone who flees in battle will suffer the Five Thunder Strike, with no chance of survival. Do not ruin yourselves!" he shouted in warning.
Five Thunder Strike?
No chance of survival?
Not necessarily!
The Dao Soldiers who had been hesitating all took on determined expressions.
Like lightning flashing across the sky, Lu Han suddenly understood their thoughts in that instant.
A Secret Art for averting calamities and escaping tribulations?!
That was just a method for squeezing White Jade out of Dao Soldier apprentices. In the past, they would always subtly reveal the truth before the Dao Soldiers went to Qianji Sect.
But this batch...
Disaster!
Before he could open his mouth to warn them, someone in the crowd stepped onto a Flying Kite and soared into the air.
Mana surged as the Flying Kite tore through the clouds and shot toward Misty Forest beyond Qingqiu Mountain.
As though a switch had been flipped, all kinds of escape