At the foot of Mount Dapan.
Destructive energy scattered in all directions, and streams of light surged through the sky. Two Foundation Establishment Grand Formations worked with the Five-Element Mountain to forcibly hold back the monsters pouring in from the northern bank. The other borders had also come under attack, but nowhere near as severely.
Wei Yan and Si Xunyao were badly wounded, especially Si Xunyao, who had lost an arm to a monster's jaws. His bleeding had only just been stopped, his immortal foundation was unstable, and his face was deathly pale. He had already been sent to the rear for treatment.
"Fellow Daoist Wei Yan, sorry for the trouble, but please travel along the earth veins and watch over the sect's borders. We can hardly move about right now."
Only Wei Yan could conveniently undertake this task. The Seven Azure Peaks were connected, and traveling through their earth veins was far faster than wind-riding. With the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the eastern and western sides now recalled, gaps in their defenses were inevitable.
Wei Yan said little and departed after acknowledging the request. The upheaval in Green Transformation had come too quickly. Fortunately, most of the Void Sword's people had moved to Green Peaks early on, and the Verdant Wilds were sparsely inhabited, with few mortals or cultivators. Otherwise, the devastation would have been unimaginable.
Liu Xiaowen looked toward Heavenly Tribulation and saw clouds and rain drifting, seemingly about to move. His expression changed at once, and he called to the distant figure:
"Heavenly Tribulation is our highest priority, Aunt-Master Wen. Unless you have no other choice, do not act rashly."
At these words, the clouds and rain settled, hanging over the summit to protect the cave abode where Xu Xuan was in seclusion. Wen Si'an had been