Such an earth-shaking phenomenon naturally could not escape the eyes and ears nearby.
Though the place was still a hundred li from Huangshan City, the purple-gold divine radiance piercing the heavens and its overwhelming pressure directly alarmed countless cultivators within the city.
In mere moments.
Streaks of light shot into the sky from Huangshan City, cleaving the night as they raced toward this desolate mountaintop.
It was not just the great clans in the city.
Many rogue cultivators cultivating in seclusion nearby also sensed this heart-stopping aura of the Great Dao. They mounted their flying artifacts and rushed over, vying to arrive first.
Atop the mountain, the purple-gold afterglow had yet to fade.
Xu Chunnian landed first and cupped his fists. "May I ask which mighty cultivator is condensing a chess piece here?"
"I am Xu Chunnian, head of the Xu Family in Huangshan City. I boldly beg an audience with you, Senior. Should you have any orders, every member of the Xu Family would face ten thousand deaths without hesitation!"
"..."
The night breeze swept over the ridge.
No one spoke.
It was as though that world-shaking spectacle had been nothing more than an illusory dream.
Just as unease stirred in Xu Chunnian's heart.
Several sharp auras suddenly tore through the air behind him.
Sensing the disturbance, he glanced aside.
Once he recognized the arrivals, his expression turned solemn, and he hurried forward to greet them.
"You have come as well?"
Chen Yuan and the other three descended from midair.
They ignored Xu Chunnian's greeting.
All four wore grave expressions, their eyes fixed on the lingering resonance of the Great Dao gradually dissipating atop the mountain.
Purple-gold radiance...
As disciples of the Nine Great Dao Sects, how could they fail to understand the significance of such a spectacle?
An