Primordial Wilderness.
Human Race Immortal Array.
Fortress.
In a secluded courtyard, Gu Miao sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed as she rested.
Around her, Ling Yi, Kongmeng, Mogui, Fu Qiong, and Zisai sat cross-legged on cushions. Their auras surged and ebbed as they devoted themselves to cultivating the Immortal arts they had just obtained.
A little farther away, Shiwei, Feirong, Jianshu, and Changcui had yet to become immortals, but they too were racing against time to comprehend the Immortal arts Gu Miao had given them, hoping to master them in time to use the arts the moment they ascended.
At that moment, a low, desolate, chilling horn blared throughout the Immortal Array!
Its deep, resonant note pierced layer upon layer of restrictions, formations, and obstacles, reaching the ears of every member of the Human Race here in an instant!
Gu Miao abruptly opened her eyes. Sword intent blazed in her gaze as she said solemnly, "The great battle has begun!"
At her words, everyone in the room immediately stopped cultivating and comprehending the arts.
Kongmeng's expression was calm. "Pei Ling hasn't returned yet."
Jianshu said gravely, "Pei Ling was summoned by our race's ancestor. He may have been given another task."
Changcui said, "Then let's contact him before we decide what to do."
Gu Miao nodded slightly. Her lips parted, and she was about to speak Pei Ling's true name when a figure in a dark robe abruptly appeared in the room.
His robe fluttered, Immortal aura still lingering around his collar and sleeves. It was Pei Ling.
Seeing Pei Ling return, every member of the Human Race rose to their feet.
Gu Miao looked toward him, about to speak, but Pei Ling had already said in an even voice, "The ancestor has begun the war. Follow me!"
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