"I-it's the disciples of the Wusang Dao Sect!!!"
As the figures appeared in the sky, the crowd inside the grand formation suddenly erupted into turmoil.
Countless eyes fixed on the three figures in dark red Daoist robes hovering in midair. Clearly, they had recognized where the three came from.
Behind Lu Bancheng, two old men immediately stepped forward.
Both were influential stewards of the chamber of commerce, and neither could hide the delight on his face.
"It's the lords of the Wusang Sect... our Half-Piece Chamber of Commerce is saved!"
The arrival of the Dao Sect's people meant that the needle that steadied the seas had finally been planted.
However rampant that demon might be, it could never withstand the Dao Sect's heaven-reaching methods.
Yet the old man at their head had his brows tightly furrowed, his expression contemplative.
Although he, too, had hoped the Dao Sect's arrival would turn danger into safety.
Given the situation before him...
The head of the Half-Piece Chamber of Commerce suddenly felt that something was wrong...
The demon was still rampaging nearby, destroying the chamber's holdings inch by inch.
Yet these three merely watched coldly, showing no urgency whatsoever to slay it.
Why did it feel...
As though they weren't in any hurry at all?
"Uh..."
As time passed, the crowd's initial joy faded, and they gradually sensed that something was amiss.
What was going on?
Ordinarily, the lofty Dao Sects paid little attention to outside cultivators.
But the Half-Piece Chamber of Commerce was different... it had established itself on the border between two sects by deftly navigating every side.
Treasures and materials every month, offerings every year-the bonds of goodwill with both great Dao Sects had never been broken.
Moreover, when this calamity struck, the chamber had already made its position clear.
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