"Five defensive lines, and two are already gone..."
"The Celestial Master's Residence is here too? Those ox-nosed Daoists only know how to loot a burning house!"
"This isn't looking good..."
They exchanged looks, each harboring their own thoughts.
Some were deathly pale, their fingers trembling; others forced themselves to remain composed, yet their eyes kept darting about; still others gripped their weapons so tightly their knuckles turned white.
"If they break through..."
"Those old Daoists from the Maoshan Sect are no pushovers..."
"The Xiao Clan brought several fourth-realm experts this time..."
"And the Lu Family... that old bastard Lu Yuanfang is leading them himself..."
Whispers gradually rose, and fear spread through the crowd like a plague-they had guarded this island for fifteen years without a single mishap, but tonight, hundreds upon hundreds of people had stormed in like ravenous wolves and tigers. That frenzy still left their hearts pounding with dread!
Every gaze turned, as one, toward the figure seated cross-legged in the middle of the clearing.
"Quiet, all of you."
Guo Yufeng spoke slowly, his tone calm. "Panicking won't help! Right now, nothing matters more than the old man using the Imperial Seal's power to break through to the sixth realm. We just have to hold out for these next few hours. Once he emerges from seclusion victorious, danger will naturally give way to safety!"
He looked around, and wherever his gaze landed, those panicked eyes lowered.
"Now, put everything into holding the defenses!"
Guo Yufeng's composure eased the crowd's nerves considerably, but some of the younger ones still seethed with indignation.
"Bastard!"
A young man in his early twenties sprang up, his face furious and his eyes bloodshot. "Who secretly broke the Qi-Concealing Formation Arts?! If the formation hadn't been broken, how could the Imperial Seal's aura have