At this moment,
the Dragon Firmament Sect's mountain gate had grown much more desolate.
As Shen Changchuan walked along the road, he heard disciples chatting by the roadside, wondering whether the sect had already decided to relocate to the Southern Yue Land.
Otherwise, why would the Sect Master and all the sect's elders and higher-ups so often remain over there, rarely returning?
The sect's center of gravity had clearly shifted.
Of course, some people explained,
that the situation at the front lines was critical, which was why the Sect Master and those Out of Body Stage realm elders had not returned for so long.
Once the war ended, they should come back.
The Southern Yue Land was, after all, a place shrouded in pestilential miasma, filled with poor mountains and vile waters. It was also exceedingly far from the Cultivation World of the Tiannan Domain, so the sect should not relocate its mountain gate to such a place.
Walking within the mountain gate,
listening to the discussions of the surrounding disciples, Shen Changchuan's expression became somewhat grave.
From their conversations, he could glimpse the current situation from the side.
Clearly, the circumstances were far from favorable.
Not only did his Master need to hold the front lines in the Southern Yue Land, even those High-level Out of Body Stage Senior Brothers and Sisters rarely returned.
No matter how he looked at it, the situation was pressing.
Shen Changchuan did not linger any longer. He quickened his pace, his feet seeming to Shrink Space into Inches as he shot swiftly toward the sect's main hall.
He wondered whether Senior Sister Wei was still there.
Hopefully, she was.
As the one who often remained behind to oversee the Immortal Sect on behalf of others, Senior Sister Wei would undoubtedly know more.
Yet