"Just now!
Elder Wuyang transmitted the highest order through a bloodline secret art:
The situation is critical. Activate the 'Hidden World Plan' immediately!"
The moment the words "Hidden World Plan" were spoken, it was as though ice from the ninth heaven had plunged into boiling water—the laughter and clamor instantly froze and vanished.
Within the great hall, the ease on every Mystic Turtle Clan youth's face vanished in an instant, replaced by deathly pallor.
Their pupils contracted sharply. As they looked at one another, each could see the undisguised shock and panic in the other's eyes.
Clearly.
Though these young descendants lacked experience and were still somewhat impetuous by nature...
They were by no means fools!
As the clan's core seeds, they had all heard their elders mention this highest-level contingency plan to varying degrees.
The weight of the words "Hidden World" was like an abyss beneath ten thousand tons of sea, crushing them until they could barely breathe—
This meant the Mystic Turtle Clan had encountered a catastrophic disaster capable of overturning the entire clan!
Just then...
The Grand Elder gave them no time at all to process this earth-shattering news. His words came rapid-fire:
"Do not stand there dazed!
Get onto the Teleportation Array at once!"
Before his words had even faded, his withered hand swept fiercely forward, sending a dense stream of earthen-yellow demon power into the smooth, mirror-like obsidian floor beneath their feet, which seemed to be formed from a single piece.
"Rumble..."
A dull booming sound rang out, and the floor at the very center of the hall split open along a straight, bottomless fissure.
Immediately after, a stone formation platform covered in ancient, mottled traces and carved with complex, inscrutable spatial runes slowly rose from underground amid the thunderous roar of turning mechanisms, standing