The Dragon Domain had already established a relatively complete warning system. There were three types of regular alarm bells—black, silver, and gold—and watchposts stood densely throughout some important regions. The weaker areas had fewer of them, supplemented by patrols and exploration teams.
The Golden Dragon Bell represented the appearance of a demon lord- or Devil Lord-level powerhouse. Perhaps such an enemy still could not shake the Dragon Domain to its foundations, but the Dragon Domain had to respond as early as possible, lest the enemy's demon lord-level powerhouse inflict massive casualties on the soldiers below.
"Boundless Life Buddha. It's in the northeast. This humble monk will go take a look first." Bamboo Monk Lan Yun chanted a Buddhist invocation. Before anyone else could respond, his figure flickered and vanished from the sight of the gathered powerhouses.
Bamboo Monk Lan Yun had only just disappeared when the Golden Dragon Bell rang simultaneously in the southwest. The powerhouses who had paid little attention a moment ago all changed color.
Demon lord-level powerhouses had appeared in different directions at the same time. Clearly, this was no coincidence. The Dragon Domain was no longer a secret in the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Realm. During the successive great battles, certain information had long since spread bit by bit.
Small forces mostly focused on infiltration. They wanted to obtain things from the Dragon Domain that would aid their cultivation, or simply absorb a certain amount of dragon qi. They utterly lacked the capital to contend with the Dragon Domain.
A few large forces were either insect swarms or beast hordes with relatively low intelligence. They charged over like landslides and tsunamis, relying entirely on their numbers to win. Even if they split their forces, without sufficiently powerful command or good execution from the lower-ranked insects and beasts,