At this moment, the Dragon Firmament Sect's mountain gate was far more desolate than before.
As Shen Changchuan walked along, he heard disciples chatting by the roadside, wondering whether the sect had already decided to relocate to Southern Yue.
Otherwise, why would the Sect Leader and the various elders and higher-ups of the sect remain over there so often, rarely returning?
The sect's center of gravity had clearly shifted.
Of course, some offered an explanation.
The situation at the front lines was critical, which was why the Sect Leader and those Out of Body Realm elders had stayed away for so long.
Once the war ended, they should return.
Southern Yue was, after all, a land thick with pestilential miasma, a place of poor mountains and treacherous waters. It was also exceedingly far from the Tiannan Region Cultivation World. The mountain gate surely would not be moved to such a place.
Walking within the mountain gate, Shen Changchuan's expression turned somewhat grave as he listened to the discussions of the disciples around him.
From their conversation, he could glean a rough picture of the current situation.
Clearly, things were not looking good.
Not only did his master need to hold the front lines in Southern Yue, even his senior brothers and sisters at the higher stages of the Out of Body Realm rarely returned.
No matter how one looked at it, the situation was urgent.
Shen Changchuan did not linger. He quickened his pace, his feet seeming to shrink the earth into inches as he swiftly dashed toward the sect's main hall.
He wondered whether Senior Sister Wei was still there.
Hopefully, she was.
As the one who often remained behind to temporarily manage the Immortal Sect, Senior Sister Wei would undoubtedly know more.
Unfortunately, when Shen Changchuan arrived at