Suddenly!
The Purgatory Clan cultivator clutched his chest, his face turning pale as paper in an instant, his lips trembling slightly as a sharp pain stabbed through his heart!
It was as though an invisible hand had seized his heart in a savage grip.
Huff!
Huff, huff!!
At that moment, he could barely breathe. Strength rapidly drained from his entire body, and he was nearly unable even to remain standing.
Seeing this, the other cultivator standing beside him froze, confusion and concern appearing on his face.
His cultivation was lower, and he was the Golden Core cultivator's younger clansman. Instinctively, he pressed on:
"Elder Brother, are you suddenly feeling an inexplicable unease too?"
"Yes!"
The Purgatory Clan cultivator nodded with difficulty, his brow furrowing even tighter, his voice brimming with unease and gravity.
Suppressing the stabbing pain in his heart, he slowly released his grip and said:
"You and I are both feeling this inexplicable unease at the same time, and it is this intense. It seems some great danger has descended upon the tribe.
This is absolutely no coincidence. I fear a catastrophe that will wipe us out is about to arrive!"
"Immediately notify every cultivator in the tribe. Whether they are the elderly, the weak, women, or children, or disciples currently cultivating, have them all get up at once. Abandon everything and gather in the square.
At the same time, activate the tribe's only Defense Array. Guard the entrance to the tribe. No one is permitted to leave, and no one is permitted to move about freely!
Go! Hurry! You must be quick!
Perhaps only then will we still have a sliver of hope!"
His voice was urgent and decisive, a trace of resolution flashing through his eyes.
There was no longer any time to hesitate. Every minute