Within the Origin Pool lay a vast, boundless expanse.
The instant Sect Master Qingyang's resounding voice announced the opening of the Origin Pool Festival and the mist shrouding the Origin Pool completely dispersed, the disciples of every peak, who had long been poised to move, surged forward like a breached flood. Riding all manner of Origin treasures and using their movement techniques, they raced toward that sea of Origin Qi brimming with countless opportunities!
Yet a bizarre scene unfolded.
By custom, the disciples of the seven peaks would roughly divide the area among themselves. Though there might be minor frictions, a delicate balance was generally maintained as each group sought suitable water beasts to hunt. But this time, things were completely different!
Almost the moment they were free to move, the disciples of Snow Lotus Peak, Spirit Pattern Peak, Sword Come Peak, Hong Ya Peak, and Thunder Prison Peak scattered and fled at top speed in directions away from the island where Sacred Source Peak's disciples were gathered, as if they had arranged it beforehand—or perhaps were acting on some unspoken understanding!
The sight was as though they had encountered some terrifying monster and could not flee fast enough!
Even some Purple Belt Disciples who normally looked down on everyone else and held themselves in high regard cast aside all concern for dignity. They only wished their parents had given them two more legs as they pushed their Origin Qi to the limit and plunged into the distance without looking back.
In merely a dozen breaths, the waters around the island where Sacred Source Peak's disciples stood had become completely empty. Only the sound of waves striking the shore remained, forming a stark contrast with the noisy hunting scene in the distance.
The Sacred Source Peak disciples looked at one