Primordial Wilderness.
Underground cavern.
On the stone walls, one Cloud Seal Script after another flickered wildly. Ancient-looking array patterns rippled across the ceiling and floor.
The Merfolk torch swayed frantically, its pure-white flame illuminating the solemn expressions of Shiwei and Feirong.
Rumble...
Deafening, earth-shaking booms kept echoing into the cavern.
"Ants!"
"You can't escape!"
"Surrender at once, or your entire race will suffer!"
"Why waste words on these lowly races? Break through the restriction and kill them!"
"Kill!!!"
Voices brimming with murderous intent rose and fell, like rolling thunder, resounding in the ears of every member of the Human Race in the cavern.
The voices were filled with a sense of perfection, like heavenly music without a single flaw.
Clearly, those speaking were true immortals!
Pei Ling quickly came to his senses. The Dragon Race had attacked!
How long had it been?
They had actually found his hiding place so quickly!
"Th-this... where are we?"
"What... happened to us...?"
"Mother... Mother... I want my mother..."
In the corner, the mortals who had been asleep were all roused by the commotion. They looked around in confusion, their expressions blank, clearly still unaware of what had happened.
Shiwei immediately acted. With a sweep of his sleeve, he sent all the mortals back into a deep sleep. Even earth-shattering noise could no longer wake them.
He then took out a shuttle the size of his palm and drew all the mortals into it.
Shiwei said in a low voice, "Holy Son Pei, there must be foreign immortals outside."
"And a great many of them!"
"This place is no longer safe. We must leave at once!"
"Also, these mortals are exceedingly frail. They can't keep traveling with us. We need to find a Human Race settlement and leave them there."
Before he finished speaking,