The mere flash of killing intent was enough to leave the hundreds of thousands of disciples below gasping for breath.
"Now, all disciples at the Spirit Transformation Realm, come up into the air and open the passage between the Inner Sect and the Outer Sect, so the Outer Sect disciples can enter the Inner Sect as well."
After the old man finished speaking, the cultivators below didn't dare hesitate. They immediately formed hand seals, and a massive portal of light appeared. One figure after another began pouring out of it.
They were all Outer Sect disciples.
The next moment, all the disciples at the Spirit Transformation Realm rose into the air, Ye Lin among them.
"Form your teams. Once each team has a disciple at the Spirit Transformation Realm, board a Flying Boat and depart at once."
After hearing this, not one of the disciples below hesitated. They all boarded the Flying Boats. The formidable unity of Nameless Mountain was already beginning to show.
Deep within Nameless Mountain, ancient figures emerged one after another. Their faces were indistinct, and a mysterious aura shimmered around them, as though they didn't exist in this world.
One by one, the figures opened the barrier around Nameless Mountain and flew outside.
"Senior Brother, one thousand Nascent Soul Realm disciples and three thousand Golden Core disciples have gathered. Please give us your orders."
Ye Lin stood aboard the Flying Boat, looking at the disciple kneeling before him. Behind him, the deck was already packed with disciples, all gazing at him.
In just a few exchanges, Ye Lin had already pieced together the general situation. Perhaps that transcendent faction had made its move, and that was what had angered Nameless Mountain.
Nameless Mountain's ability to rally its people was truly terrifying. From beginning to end, barely