"Enemies are attacking! Form up and meet them!"
This transmission spread throughout the entire Yin-Yang Dao in the blink of an eye.
The Yin-Yang Dao's mountain gate differed from those of ordinary sects. It did not claim any particular mountain or river in the Mortal Realm for itself. Its core was a stretch of altars; as long as the altars were moved, the mountain gate could be brought along. There was a certain transformation between relocation and taking root, and the mountain gate itself was also peculiar, existing between yin and yang. Because it had originated from the Human Path School and could comprehend the mysteries of the Human Path, it could establish itself in places dense with the blood-qi of military camps, hidden from prying eyes.
Now, this thought transmission likewise employed the arts of the Yin-Yang Dao, spreading through the surroundings so that everyone in the sect could hear it. Then they sprang into action at the sound.
At once, densely packed figures rushed out from all directions, wielding different weapons and controlling different Magic Treasures. There were many of them, and none had low cultivation.
Logically speaking, the hierarchy of realms required a sufficiently vast population base to produce it. Perhaps a hundred ordinary people could produce one First Realm cultivator, while a thousand First Realm cultivators could produce one person who surpassed them and attained the Second Realm. So it went. The higher one went, the fewer people there were. For the Yin-Yang Dao to suddenly produce so many cultivators at once seemed to conflict with and violate this structure.
In truth, though, that view looked at matters too statically and overlooked the nature of development.
A cultivator who achieved something immediately gained a greatly extended lifespan. An ordinary mortal would become dry bones after fifty