Countless Miao People rushed out of their houses, shouting words Zhang Xiaofan and the others could not understand. Accompanied by the cries of countless children, all of Qili Cave seemed to have plunged into chaos, like a pot of boiling water, bubbling and clamoring without end.
"Something's happened!" Wild Dog Daoist said, looking at the torches multiplying in the distance.
Xiaobai and the others rolled their eyes. Anyone could see that!
"That deafening sound just now must have been an alarm from the Dog God Stone worshipped by the Miao People. Unless they're facing the danger of their entire tribe being wiped out, that stone carving would never sound an alarm."
"If I remember correctly, in the past thousand years, the Miao People's Dog God has sounded an alarm only once." Xiaobai's expression darkened as she explained to Luo Yunji and the others.
A vast bank of dark clouds suddenly gathered in the distant sky and swiftly bore down on Qili Cave. Before long, it had blotted out the stars overhead. The clouds were so dense, they seemed liable to drop from the sky under their own weight.
Zhang Xiaofan, who had cultivated the Heavenly Book, immediately realized that the clouds had been summoned by someone. This secret art of gathering clouds was unlike the magic of the Central Plains, and he had never seen anything like it.
As the clouds sank lower and lower, the Miao People beneath them began to breathe more heavily. They struggled for breath, and some children turned red in the face, gasping desperately like fish stranded on the shore, writhing in agony with no way to escape their fate.
As the Miao People in the distance fell into ever greater confusion, a figure suddenly sprang out and roared at his tribesmen. Once they quieted