Elsewhere, deep within a grand hall of Sakura Shrine, three figures flickered in and out of view within the gloomy hall.
"Why do I have this uneasy feeling? You two, do you feel it too?"
An aged voice came from one of the shadows, carrying a faint trace of confusion.
"Hm? You feel it too? I thought it was just my imagination. Could something have happened in the secret realm?"
Another aged voice was clearly taken aback before speaking faster. If only one person had felt this way, it could be explained as an illusion, but if several people felt it at the same time, then it definitely could not be an illusion.
"The formation hasn't issued any warning. There shouldn't be any problem on the secret realm's side!"
Another shadow gently shook his head, and an aged voice followed.
"Then what exactly is going on? In all these years, ever since we came here, I've only felt this way during that Eight-Headed Demon Snake King riot!"
"I don't know either. In any case, let's stay alert for now. The Great Elder and the others are in nearby Reijing City. If anything happens here, they'll rush back immediately!"
"Mm!" "Mm!"
The other two answered almost simultaneously, and the surroundings fell silent once more.
None of the three noticed the terrifying danger descending upon them from the heavens.
Elsewhere, the Wood Clone, plummeting rapidly from high in the sky, watched Sakura Shrine draw ever closer. His eyes narrowed slightly, a cold expression appearing on his face as his right hand clenched into a fist.
Duang!
In an instant, invisible power covered the Wood Clone's fist, while an utterly domineering aura burst forth from it.
"For my first use of this, using it on you is already giving you plenty of