The young disciple rushed back to the sect with the Black Robed Figure, frantic with worry. He sped along without daring to waste a moment. The instant he arrived, he ran straight to the elders' quarters and recounted the entire matter in full detail.
The elders' expressions turned grave upon hearing this. They realized that the incident was far more serious than they had imagined. If the demonic sect's scheme succeeded, not only would their sect suffer a devastating blow, but the entire martial world might be plunged into bloodshed.
The elders made a prompt decision and immediately summoned all disciples to the council hall to discuss countermeasures. Everyone gathered together, and the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy. After an intense discussion, they decided to strengthen the sect's defenses first to ensure their own safety. At the same time, they dispatched envoys to friendly sects, asking them to join forces against the demonic sect's plot.
The young disciple volunteered to take on the task of seeking aid. He knew time was of the essence, and every moment concerned the sect's very survival. After a brief rest, he set off on the road without delay.
The young disciple traveled day and night, eating in the wind and sleeping in the open, never daring to slacken. He visited several nearby sects in succession and held in-depth discussions with their leaders. During these conversations, he spoke earnestly, explaining the events and their severity in detail, allowing them to clearly understand the situation.
Moved by the young disciple's courage and sincerity, the sect leaders all expressed their willingness to send masters as reinforcements. They understood that when the lips were gone, the teeth would grow cold. If they did not join hands against the demonic sect, they feared they would not escape disaster themselves.
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