Inside the cave abode, everyone's expression shifted slightly.
After becoming Guest Elders of the Crimson Sun Sect, they had naturally been informed of certain basic facts about the sect.
Nine Chimes of the Spirit Bell signified that something of utmost importance had happened. All Foundation Establishment elders of the sect were required to reach the Council Hall within the time it took an incense stick to burn.
A thoughtful look appeared on Shen Changyun's ruddy face. He glanced over the others, then said softly, "Fellow Daoists, the spirit bell has chimed nine times. According to the rules, we must hurry to the Council Hall on the Main Peak."
Once he finished speaking, everyone nodded, then rose and headed out of the cave abode.
Xu Yan brought up the rear, following the four at an unhurried pace.
Streaks of light flew through the sky from the various peaks toward the Crimson Sun Sect's Main Peak.
A few breaths later, Xu Yan and the other four arrived together at the Main Peak.
A dense crowd of Foundation Establishment cultivators already stood before the great hall on the Main Peak, whispering among themselves in groups of two or three.
Hmm? I didn't see this man last time! In midair, Xu Yan's expression shifted slightly as his gaze settled on an elder wearing blood-red Daoist robes.
Dense killing intent gathered around the man, and the aura he inadvertently let slip gave Xu Yan a faint sense of danger.
His cultivation surpasses that of ordinary cultivators at foundation establishment perfection. Unfortunately, he's over two hundred and forty years old. He has almost no hope of forming a golden core in this lifetime! As he studied the aloof cultivator who stood apart from the crowd, Xu Yan reached his judgment.
Seemingly sensing Xu Yan's gaze, the