Xuan Ningzi, Your Senior Brothers Are in Trouble-Hurry to Azure Dragon Mountain!

Canglan Mountain.

Everyoung Sect.

Atop the mountain stood a nineteen-zhang-tall, four-cornered treasure pagoda. Its radiance flashed wildly, and rumbling sounds came from within as it swayed precariously, seeming ready to topple at any moment.

Daoist Spring Sorrow sat cross-legged in one corner.

His magic power surged as he did his utmost to suppress the treasure pagoda. The mountain-gate formation had been activated. The True Immortals and Primordial Spirits each held their positions, manipulating the formation and enveloping every inch of Canglan Mountain.

At the other three corners of the treasure pagoda,

one person sat cross-legged at each, lending his magic power.

The three men looked entirely different, yet all of them were peak Earth Immortals with profound cultivation and deep reserves of magic power. Compared with Daoist Spring Sorrow, they were considerably stronger.

They were none other than three divine generals from the Primordial Lord Hall.

Rumble!

Under the pressure of the four peak Earth Immortals' magic power, the rumbling within the Gongbin Treasure Pagoda gradually subsided. Daoist Spring Sorrow let out a breath of relief, rose, and cupped his hands toward the three men. "Thank you, fellow Daoist brothers, for coming to our aid!"

Daoist Longevity, Situ Qian, and Daoist Ironfeather had fallen into the Gongbin Treasure Pagoda.

Kuyu and Xingyun, that master-and-disciple pair, had fallen into Lin Ye's hands.

Lin Ye feared that she might not be able to prevail.

How could Daoist Spring Sorrow not be wary as well?

Thus,

he had activated the formation to defend the mountain gate and suppress the treasure pagoda, while also sending someone to the Primordial Lord Hall to seek help from his fellow colleagues.

The Primordial Lord Hall was unlike the Heaven-Watching Marshal's Manor. Beneath Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun, there were only six divine generals.

Two of them were away.