The Gang Yuan Realm was divided into three stages: White Mist, Jade Liquid, and Core Formation. The gap between each stage was immense.
The Core Formation Realm already held the strongest warriors beneath the Heaven-Human Realm. With powerful Gang Qi, they could even briefly glide through the air.
Even Ning Qi did not believe he could cross so many realms to fight a Core Formation Realm expert. He was not that arrogant.
Luo Wentian's expression was grave. "There are no such coincidences in this world. This matter is absolutely connected to the Purple River Sword Sect!"
"Ever since Master entered seclusion, all kinds of rumors have spread through the martial world. Some say Master was gravely wounded and on the brink of death; others say our True Martial Sect possesses a supreme inheritance. The Three Ferocious Bandits of Tieling's night raid on True Martial Mountain was likely influenced by those rumors."
Everyone was startled.
If others believed it, then in the eyes of those willing to risk everything, the True Martial Sect was simply a juicy piece of meat. Perhaps the incident with the Three Ferocious Bandits of Tieling had merely been a test.
"Then what should we do now?"
"For now, we must hold True Martial Mountain and prevent petty scoundrels from disturbing Master's quiet cultivation. Once Master emerges from seclusion, every problem will naturally be resolved!"
Luo Wentian's gaze was resolute.
"Send out the Recall Order and summon back every disciple training outside!"
"Starting today, True Martial Mountain will undergo Mountain Closure. No disciple may enter or leave at will. We will wait quietly for Master to emerge from seclusion!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
"Yes!"
Their eyes held restrained endurance.
Because everyone in the True Martial Sect knew that Dragon Mountain Daoist had not been seriously injured at