While Old Yellow Ox was waiting, an urgent message reached the sect.
The message came suddenly and urgently, like a pebble tossed into a tranquil lake, instantly stirring ripple upon ripple.
Then bells rang out through the sect.
The tolls were heavy and far-reaching, ringing one after another over the entire Wuyun Sect.
Each toll made hearts tremble, as though announcing that something momentous was about to happen.
Then messages came down like snowflakes, and every peak and hall received an emergency summons.
Immediately, streaks of light shot skyward from all over the sect, converging into a brilliant river of light as they flew in the same direction.
The few streaks at the front were exceptionally dazzling, their auras vast and powerful. They were clearly among the sect's strongest experts.
Their speed was astonishing, and they vanished into the horizon almost instantly.
The disciples who had not received the message all looked up as the vast procession departed.
Streak after streak of light crossed the sky, so numerous that they almost obscured half of it.
They had come out in full force.
Just what could have made the sect mobilize on such a scale?
Inside the shelter.
Many people were terrified and uneasy.
Especially with the relentless bombardment outside-each impact made the entire cavern shake violently.
They had no idea what was happening outside, yet instinctively felt that this place could be breached at any moment, and that they would all end up with their heads severed from their bodies. Even Jiang Man could not be certain of the situation outside.
The shelter had already been sealed off, and that truly was for the sake of those inside.
Without a seal of this level, the aura alone would have been enough to kill almost all of them.
Time passed slowly,