"All disciples of the Great Void Sect, get over here!"
A rough roar came from the distance.
Everyone looked over. It was Elder Xuanyang of the Great Void Sect.
The crowd surged over to Elder Xuanyang in one great throng.
"Line up. Come forward when I call you!" Elder Xuanyang said. "Disciples of Lotus Peak, step forward!"
Dozens of Lotus Peak disciples immediately crowded before the elder.
"You lot!" Elder Xuanyang pointed at one group. "Over here!"
"One Treasure Bag each!"
"Bring back every spirit herb you see. Remember, even the lowest first-grade spirit herbs must be brought back!"
Elder Xuanyang handed each of them a new Treasure Bag.
He was worried their own bags would not hold enough.
After distributing the bags, Elder Xuanyang waved his hand. His magic power condensed into a grain-sized speck of light that descended and instantly expanded into a barrier, enclosing the dozen or so people before him.
"Go!"
Elder Xuanyang shouted, and the membrane of light rose with the dozen disciples inside before shooting into the secret realm's entrance.
The entrance to the secret realm was now open: a pitch-black vortex.
Nearby, elders were continually tossing their sects' disciples inside, one after another.
This method of entering a secret realm was a real eye-opener for He Pingsheng.
The Lotus Peak disciples were thrown inside in batches.
Then came Eveningfall Peak, Morning Glow Peak...
At last, it was Bamboo Peak's turn.
"You youngsters from Bamboo Peak, come over here!" Elder Xuanyang's face had grown a little pale.
After all, ferrying disciples into the secret realm with his magic power was strenuous work.
Sending so many disciples inside in succession had left him somewhat drained.
Yet Ancestor Xuan Yang showed no displeasure.
"Go!"
"Go!"
"Go!"
He sent the disciples under Yuxuan and Jade Virtue inside,