"Immortal Adept Ziyu, what is the meaning of this?"
A Daoist from Mount Zhongnan was the first to speak. "Without a word, you sent our disciples into the Divine Treasury. If—"
"Enough noise. Go back to your sect." The Purple-Robed Man said no more. He raised a hand and pointed, and the Daoist vanished in an instant!
At the sight, everyone swallowed the words in their throats, though the thoughts in their hearts were harder to still.
Several people hurried to invoke Divine Abilities and Spellcraft to report back to their sects. Only then did they realize that the Mind-Suppressing Power inside the formation had suddenly grown much stronger. Their Divine Thought and Spellcraft could no longer reach beyond it!
The crowd fell into fresh confusion.
The purple-robed man ignored them. He turned the umbrella in his hand and drew every falling black chain into it, then left it suspended in the air to block the chains that continued to descend. He himself slowly came down.
"Senior Brother, that really was rather sudden," Qiuyuzi muttered.
Meeting his gaze, the Purple-Robed Man said calmly, "This Divine Treasury Opening will last no more than an instant. If we fail to seize the chance, we will miss it."
"So that's what happened!" Qiuyuzi immediately raised his voice. "That explains it! Things were so urgent just now. Good thing you made a decisive move, Senior Brother, or this opportunity would have gone to waste. You did it for their sake!"
Everyone froze at his words. Much of the resentment and anger in their hearts faded.
Seeing this, Qiuyuzi hastily sent a thought to him. "Senior Brother, why the rush? Weren't you and the others controlling the pace?"
The purple-robed man gave him a long look. "A sudden change arose. Something seems to have drawn