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"What's going on? Why has the Dragon Shocking Bell rung nine times in a row?!"
In a hidden underground palace, tens of thousands of miles from Tai'a Divine Mountain, a Core Formation cultivator dressed in the robes of a Taiyi Sect protector suddenly rose to his feet.
"When the Dragon Shocking Bell rings nine times, Taiyi Sect disciples must return to the sect no matter where they are!
But the sect's sacred mountain is currently under siege by the demonic army. Could this be a trap?"
With a flash of escaping light, a female Core Formation cultivator flew over and said this.
"No! Our sect has deep foundations. Even if we could not defeat the demonic army, we should not have fallen so quickly. Something must have changed!"
Though they said so, if they judged wrongly, they would be walking into a trap. Thus, the two still hesitated.
The concerns of this pair of Taiyi Sect Core Formation protectors were precisely what all Taiyi Sect disciples outside the sect were thinking at the moment.
Some were too far away to hear the bell, but the trembling of their sect tokens was enough to deliver the news.
Yet this contradicted the earlier order they had received to lie low and seek an opportunity for revival. As a result, those who should have set off immediately all hesitated where they stood.
But in the next moment, a voice descended from the high heavens, carrying majestic heavenly might.
"All Taiyi Sect disciples, listen. This Seat is Luo Hong, a venerable one of the Spirit World, and I have now descended to take you to ascend.
You need only silently recite this Seat's name in your hearts, and you will be teleported to Tai'a Divine Mountain!"
The voice covered an immense range,