Gusts of night wind swept through Gutan Village. It was Hai Hour.
Wang Changfeng led one hundred and eleven Supernatural Ability Users quietly to the ancient pool's south bank, preparing to launch the final all-out assault.
Everyone stood on the south bank, their divine radiance contained and their expressions grave. They all knew very well that, with such a disadvantage in numbers, tonight's battle would be difficult. Many silently prayed for the Heavenly Dao's protection, that they might leave the battlefield alive and return safely.
Wang Changfeng wore blue Daoist robes, his hair dancing in the wind and his clothes snapping as he said, "We've staked every card we have on tonight. If we fail tonight, our defeat will be certain. We won't be able to leave or escape. After that, the Defending Side will pen us up and slaughter us like livestock."
"The struggle for this Secret Realm began because of our Myriad Phenomena Sect. Many of you lent a hand along the way, were innocently dragged into this, and still helped us without hesitation."
Wang Changfeng turned around, looking sincerely at the New Year's Watchers, Xu Qingzhao, and the others as he bowed. "The Myriad Phenomena Sect will remember this kindness forever."
"If you ever need anything in the future, I, Wang Changfeng, swear on my life that not a single disciple of the Myriad Phenomena Sect will refuse!"
"The hour has come. Please, everyone-help our sect shine once more today."
His voice was rich and stirring, his words utterly sincere as he slowly bowed to them.
Boom!!
An immense surge of Star Source aura erupted from the crowd. Xu Qingzhao shot into the air, answering in a clear voice, "There's no need for such courtesy, Daoist Wang. Since we each have something we seek, we should naturally