At that cry, seventeen black-robed men immediately appeared above the Misty Cloud Sect, but none of them gave off any aura.
Yet their ability to walk through the air marked them as at least Dou Zong experts.
Everyone stared at the seventeen black-robed men overhead. An invisible pressure weighed on their hearts; one wave had barely subsided before another rose.
Long Xiao, however, sensed their strength with perfect clarity. He stepped forward and pulled Medusa behind him.
Medusa was no fool. Seeming to understand something, she asked no questions and stood quietly behind Long Xiao.
All seventeen were Dou Zun experts. Even the weakest was a Five-Star Dou Zun, and every one of them was a Spirit Cultivator!
"Little brother, get ready, all of you. We're going to leave this place quickly."
Long Xiao's soul transmission sounded in the minds of Xiao Huohuo, Curly, and the others. This was a nuisance. The Dou* Continent had no spiritual energy, which restricted many of his methods. He had to exercise caution against high-level Spirit Cultivators.
"Big brother, what's going on?" Xiao Huohuo asked. "Where did these experts come from?"
"Yeah, exactly." Curly also looked at Long Xiao in confusion.
"Don't ask," Long Xiao said gravely.
Xiao Huohuo couldn't help shuddering. Although he had been through many things with Long Xiao, he had never seen him act like this.
Jia Xingtian's hands trembled, fear filling his heart. What could so many experts possibly want with his Jia Ma Empire?
The second black-robed man looked down at the crowd in the Misty Cloud Sect and asked again, "Who is the Misty Cloud Sect's Dou Emperor?"
"I am. May I ask what brings you here, seniors?" Yun Yun stepped forward and cupped her hands toward the men overhead.
Although she didn't know why these experts