Before they knew it, several more days had passed. It was now early September.
Several Flying Discs swept across the sky above the valley, like scouts roaming a vast plain in search of the enemy.
A squad of more than a dozen Heavenly Dragon Gate disciples concealed themselves among the surrounding shrubs, doing their best to suppress their auras. They barely managed to evade the Flying Discs' surveillance overhead, but when they looked up at the sky, anxiety stirred within them.
"The blockade is so tight, and once we approach the main peak, there'll be even more detection devices of every kind. How are we supposed to get through?"
"It's too hard... far too hard!"
The sky was already growing dark. They wanted to reach another mountain and reunite with their fellow disciples scattered outside, but that had all but become a distant dream.
Anxiety spread through the group. Even the two True Disciples leading them were as despairing as the ordinary disciples.
Of late, the Heavenly Dragon Gate had been buffeted by wind and rain. They were not high enough in its ranks to know the leadership's circumstances or where the greater situation was heading, but they had their suspicions.
The simplest basis for judging was their own predicament.
Before Li Chen activated his Sixth Incarnation and launched his desperate counterattack, they had frequently heard excellent news from the front. Their army had captured enemy mines one after another and inflicted substantial casualties.
Now, not only had they lost those enemy mines, but enemy figures had begun appearing frequently even around Heavenly Dragon Peak, ten thousand li away.
Within the Kingdom, righteous armies were rising everywhere, and the flames of war filled the skies. Even a fool knew something disastrous must have happened.
In recent days, a group of