"Retreat!!!"
Suddenly.
The Western Frontier Commander stared at the black-robed figure and unleashed an earth-shattering roar. "Hurry to Primordial Central Province and summon our clan's Longevity Immortal Ancestors!!!"
This cry shook Tiandi, piercing the four seas, Eight Desolations, and boundless wild mountains.
The beings of the Western Frontier were bewildered. Countless disciples of Dao lineages stood frozen in shock, still investigating what great event could have sent such an immortal voice resounding through the land. It was all far too inexplicable.
Beside an incense burner atop a Heavenly Mountain.
An Immortal Crane cultivated calmly at its side, utterly unmoved. It merely listened in silence as the disciples throughout the mountains and rivers of its Dao field chatted idly.
Whoosh...
Several crane feathers drifted lightly down from the mountaintop.
"Thank you, Senior Dao Crane, for your blessing!"
"A Dao Venerable's feather—Wuliang, what boundless fortune!"
"Thank you, Dao Crane!!"
In an instant, disciples from every direction were stirred and drawn in by this opportunity, completely forgetting the strange upheaval in the Heavenly Voice moments ago.
However...
The gifted disciple who had seized the immortal feather abruptly widened his eyes, his face filled with horror as he said hoarsely, "...What, what...?!"
He suddenly hurled the immortal feather away.
"Senior Brother, how dare you! What are you doing?!"
"Eldest Senior Brother, don't think that just because you... you..."
"..."
All at once, the atmosphere within the noisy mountain range gradually turned strange. The countless voices preparing to condemn him vanished abruptly, and every disciple stared fixedly at the immortal feather that had been thrown away.
The wind was somewhat cold, and somewhat fierce.
The immortal feather drifted far away.
The gazes of the disciples from every branch followed it far into the distance. Their faces turned pale at a visible speed, until