In Purple Cry Prefecture's market, beneath a colossal boom, a burst of spiritual light transformed into a storm and swept outward, triggering the entire market's Spirit Shield formation to rise automatically and form an enormous bowl of spiritual light.
The streets instantly erupted into chaos. Countless cultivators scattered in streaks of multicolored light, while some even fled directly into the distance.
They did not know what had happened at Purple Cry Mountain, but they saw the incomparably sacred mountain's Spirit Shield disperse. In the next moment, a scene of devastation and horror was laid bare before them.
This either meant that immortal sects had gone to war, or that Penglai had encountered an utterly terrifying enemy.
Neither possibility was something they wished to see.
In the first case, they could easily be conscripted. The second was even more dangerous. If even the market was no longer safe, where in the entire prefecture could be safe? Naturally, they could not remain here any longer.
In the sky, countless Penglai cultivators flew out as well.
Of course, they had actually flown out long ago.
It was just that the first news they received was that Purple Cry Prefecture's market Teleportation Array had been destroyed.
But now, it was not merely the Teleportation Array that had been destroyed. The entire Purple Cry Mountain had been ruined.
The Penglai Golden Core steward at the forefront had trembling hands. He did not know how he was supposed to face what came next.
He was a steward of Penglai Sect and the Golden Core official in charge of the market, so he understood Penglai's severity even better. He knew that this time, having failed to protect Purple Cry Prefecture's Teleportation Array and prevented Penglai cultivators from arriving in time, his only fate was to enter a