Though the sun hung high, the atmosphere within Qinglan Martial Capital was like black clouds pressing down overhead, oppressive to the extreme.
Even the old yellow dogs by the roadside seemed to sense that heaviness, lying curled up without moving a muscle—let alone people.
However, that oppressive stillness was shattered as a vast mass of black-clad figures flew in from beyond the city.
They were martial artists from Qingyun Fort.
Martial artists lacked the discipline to be as orderly as an army, but as each of them flew at high speed, they released a trace of spiritual sense to maintain a steady distance from those before, behind, and beside them.
Under such circumstances, more than five thousand people flew at high speed together without the slightest disorder. Instead, they formed an exceptionally neat formation, a magnificent sight at a glance in the sky!
As Qingyun Fort's martial artists flew into Qinglan Martial Capital, the directions of the Longevity Sect and the Heavenly Net Sect answered in kind. Vast masses of black-clad figures soared into the sky, swiftly forming two martial artist formations even larger than Qingyun Fort's, then flew toward the Sun Moon Divine Cult Headquarters from three directions!
Within the Sun Moon Divine Cult Headquarters, Cult Master Jian Qianxiong, who had been waiting ever since learning that Qingyun Fort had begun its move, watched the dark armies charging in from three directions and suddenly shouted, "Everyone, fight according to the established plan!"
At the same time, his gaze turned toward Ye Zhen, carrying a hint of inquiry.
Ye Zhen understood Jian Qianxiong's meaning. Jian Qianxiong was asking about what he had promised—whether the experts he had invited had arrived.
"Rest assured, Cult Master. They have already arrived," Ye Zhen said.
"They're here? Where are they?" Jian Qianxiong looked toward