Defying the Tide

At the Daoist temple outside Mount Qingcheng, Li Changqing, a Spirit Fusion Realm expert, abruptly opened his eyes.

His figure flickered, and he appeared at the cliff's edge outside the temple in an instant.

He looked into the distance.

Dozens of miles away, in the direction of the Tang Clan Outer Sect's garrison.

The once lush green mountains were now shrouded in a deathly gray mist.

A black tide was continuously pouring out of the gray mist.

It surged wildly down the mountain paths toward the plains below.

"...The insect swarm."

Li Changqing sucked in a sharp breath, every hair on his body standing on end.

"How could they have emerged from the Shu Lands?!"

He transformed into a streak of azure light and shot toward the Military Intelligence Bureau outpost at the foot of the mountain.

Three Sects City had to be notified immediately!

Three Sects City.

The command headquarters' council hall.

Jiang Li stood before a map, her brows tightly furrowed.

Nie Xingkong leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, resting. His injuries had yet to fully heal.

Bang!

The doors were violently shoved open.

The head of the Military Intelligence Bureau stumbled and crawled inside.

"Urgent telegram!"

"Something... something has happened in central Sichuan!"

Nie Xingkong abruptly opened his eyes.

"Read it."

"An urgent telegram personally sent by Patriarch Li of the Qingcheng Sect... The entrance to the Tang Clan's Treasure Land has fallen. The main force of the insect swarm has charged straight through and has already descended Mount Qingcheng!"

Boom!

"Impossible!"

A hot-tempered patriarch shot to his feet, knocking over his chair.

"The Shu Lands are our rear line! The Tang Clan has guarded that place for over a century. The entrance to the Treasure Land was supposedly impregnable—how could there have been