As we traveled through the pitch-black sea of demonic qi, the energy reserves of the Heaven-Suppressing Formation slowly rose. The grand formation was so magnificent it seemed to reach the heavens, but its enormous scale also meant enormous consumption. Once we emerged, no one knew how much energy it would expend while facing the attacks of so many sects.
Yet even the homeliest bride must eventually meet her parents-in-law. After the level-three alert was issued, everyone stood anxiously at the dock of Windmist Hall. This was also the observation post on the front line facing outward. If war broke out, it would be the best place to watch the situation.
The enormous Windmist Hall could house ten thousand people without seeming crowded, so the hundred or so people standing at the dock looked pitifully thin on the ground. Of course, the enemy certainly would not rush out at once. The level-three alert was merely a precaution. After all, emerging from the sea of demonic qi meant facing every sect in Immortal Continent.
The wind suddenly seemed to brush against our faces. The darkness gradually vanished before our eyes, and after spending so long in the sea of demonic qi, the first ray of sunlight finally pierced down from the sky. However, not a single immortal cheered, because what awaited us would very likely be attacks from other sects lying in wait for their chance.
Sure enough, just as expected, they seemed to have calculated the tides of demonic qi and stationed themselves in an area where it was thinner. The miniature reconnaissance map had been fully lit from the moment we entered the sea of demonic qi, but after we emerged, it gradually darkened. In the end, several bright points appeared, showing that immortals from other sects had already been