Jiuyi Mountain.
Meng Xiangde held the central command, overseeing the overall situation. More than a dozen elders served as his deputies, each attending to their own duties.
One urgent report after another was passed up through the ranks. Before long, orders came down, and personnel, supplies, and formations were mobilized...
The elders wore grave expressions, their hearts heavy. Though Jiuyi Mountain stood at the head of the righteous path, its strength was enough to make it the foremost among the Five Great Righteous Paths.
But now the Four Great Demonic Sects had all arrived. Facing four sects with just one, they simply didn't have enough manpower.
Within a single day, the same batch of disciples had to rush from place to place to carry out rescues. By now, most of the sect's disciples had been sent out. Even many disciples in seclusion had been summoned and thrown into battle.
The disciples still within the sect were either gravely wounded and in need of recuperation, or had joined too recently and cultivated too little. Sending them out would be no different from sending them to their deaths...
As for abandoning the living beings under their protection, Meng Xiangde and the others had never even considered it.
For one thing, they were the Renowned Righteous Path; they could never do such a thing. For another, Jiuyi Mountain's fundamental cultivation method placed demands on one's character.
If they sealed the mountain and refused to come out for fear of losses, then when the living beings were slaughtered and their lands laid waste, their Dao Hearts would surely shatter and their cultivation plummet. They wouldn't just lose their place at the head of the righteous path—they might not even be able to preserve Jiuyi Mountain's lineage!
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Above the firmament, the winds