The Cloud Valor Guards had only just marched out in formation when a loud shout rang out beside them.
Yun Qing looked back and saw Spatial Portals opening one after another across the Western Territory, all belonging to familiar forces.
"Hey, isn't that the Supreme Dao Sect over there? I heard they had quite a heated argument on our Cloud-Embracing Summit last time," Yun Jinglei said through voice transmission.
Yun Hua lightly raised her brush. "At a time like this, no matter what grudges the various factions usually have, none of them can stand by and do nothing."
"After all, if the World Barrier really gets torn open and the Western Territory falls, no one can say who'll suffer next," Yun Li added, unusually talkative.
Yun Qing did not join their discussion. He raised his eyes toward the various forces, then suddenly shook his head with a chuckle.
"Well now, it looks like we all had the same idea."
Why did Eldest Young Master Yun say that?
Because there were far too many familiar faces in every direction.
To the left, the Jiang Clan had barely settled into place when a young man stood at the head of their formation, a hoe over his shoulder and an honest, guileless look on his face.
It was none other than the leading figure of the Jiang Clan's current generation, Dao Heir Jiang Shinian.
Farther to the right, the Azure Lotus Sword Sect's Sword Boat already hung in the air. Li Qingming was still barefoot and dressed in hemp, her sword heart clear and pure. She stood there calm and unruffled, beside the gentle, refined figure of her eldest senior brother, Liu Qingwu.
Yun Qing also spotted several familiar young Sword Cultivators. They must have just been rescued from the upheaval at the