Before Xu Long could wait long, several True Spirit swept past the crowd one after another, as if they were roughly investigating. Xu Long felt himself being swept up and down by a powerful gaze.
Then, groups of cultivators rushed out from the main vein, with the True Spirit from before acting as a guide, and the cultivators following behind closely True Spirit.
The cultivators present were quickly divided into dozens of groups, forming separate formations.
Between the formations were huge banners, and above them fluttered a purple Dharma banner.
The True Spirit swept through the crowd again, and the crowd gathered together under the banner.
The chaotic scene suddenly became orderly, and the cultivators who had been standing haphazardly were now neatly grouped together.
Upon seeing these banners and flags, the cultivators reacted in various ways, with some clearly having experienced how to deal with the situation at the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
Therefore, although he was somewhat nervous when faced with these methods of separating cultivators, he remained relatively calm.
However, some cultivators were experiencing this for the first time and had no idea what they would face after being separated, so panic involuntarily appeared on their faces.
Xu Long was also separated in the arena. He swept his will and found that most of the cultivators around him were at the Earth Immortal Realm level, and the highest cultivation level did not exceed that of the Heavenly Immortal.
In the other cultivator formation, those with the cultivation level of Heavenly Immortal made up the majority.
It turns out that when the True Spirit from the main vein rushed out, it had already scouted through the crowd.
After briefly assessing the cultivation levels of the various cultivators, he roughly separated them.
The cultivators from the main lineage, holding up the Dharma banners and flags, quickly controlled the crowd with the help of the True Spirit.
Xu Long couldn't help but sigh inwardly: The layout of the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary is truly ingenious; it has managed to prepare for the beast tide in an orderly manner.
This was a world apart from the one-sided Carnage at the Rotten Peach Mountain Dao Field before.
Xu Long's will probed the formation in all directions and found that the heavy banners had already been arranged properly under the guidance of the True Spirit.
The cultivators who emerged from the main lineage were not all from the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary; some were also disciples and elders from various major merchant guilds.
Xu Long observed at least that there were several people dressed in blue robes in front of the banner, who looked like the cultivators left behind by the Jade Screen Sect School.
Their cultivation levels were roughly at the Late-stage Heavenly Immortal, so naturally they wouldn't have any contact with a cultivator like Xu Long.
Upon seeing the cultivators from the Jade Screen Sect School appear, Xu Long's heart stirred, and his will followed the heavy banners as he began to search for the other leading cultivators.
Sure enough, several imposing figures were spotted in front of some banners.
Xu Long could see the cultivators from Luo River Valley standing sideways, while several female cultivators stood beside them.
Although these female cultivators stood with the people from Luo River Valley, they did not exchange any words with each other.
They were all like passersby, merely gathered together by those heavy banners of Dharma.
The robes of the cultivators from Luo River Valley had special markings, while the robes of those female cultivators only had a small golden flower on them.
Upon seeing the small golden flower, Xu Long's eyes narrowed slightly as he recalled his previous experience in the market.
What is the connection between this little golden flower and Luo River Valley?
Before the questions in his mind could be answered, Xu Long swept his will across the field and found that he did not see any of the cultivators left behind by Immortal Rosy Cloud Ridge.
Now, a beast tide is attacking Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary. According to the orders of Perfected Lord Pinglu, all the cultivators in the Dojo must send out their men to fight.
Immortal Rosy Cloud Ridge wouldn't dare disobey a True Lord's order, but why...?
"Waaah!"
The moment Xu Long's thought crossed his mind, a desolate voice rang in his ears.
He was startled; this was the roar of the ferocious aquatic beast he had heard before in the Immortal Rosy Cloud Ridge Shop!
At this moment, everyone present was also awakened by that desolate voice, and they all turned their heads, causing a sudden surge of waves in the valley of the dojo.
An overwhelming force swept towards them, and the water level in the valley had already increased more than tenfold in their sight.
The trembling river flowed like a raging torrent, but the creatures beneath the water never surfaced.
But everyone knew that the ferocious aquatic beast that had been in the Immortal Rosy Cloud Ridge Shop had now appeared in the Daoist temple!
When Xu Long noticed something unusual in the valley, he withdrew his will from all directions.
When he focused his gaze again, he saw a whirlpool gradually forming on the rhythmic surface of the water.
A gurgling sound echoed beneath the pages, and a huge vortex seemed to lead nowhere.
When the strange sound stopped, the giant vortex vanished in an instant, replaced by a massive column of water rising from it.
As the giant water column shot out, it seemed to reach for the sky, and Xu Long shining with golden light, saw a figure sitting cross-legged on the water column.
This person was dressed in a dark blue robe, appeared to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, and had a somewhat mature face. He kept his eyes closed while hovering above the water column.
Her thin, red lips parted and closed as if she were silently chanting some incantation.
Despite the turbulent flow of the river valley beneath him, he and the column of water remained as still as mountains!
The cultivators remaining at Immortal Rosy Cloud Ridge are at the Immortal Realm realm!
The moment this monk appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.
Not to mention the blue-robed cultivator with his eyes closed, even the ferocious aquatic beasts below the valley terrified everyone.
I wonder what kind of ferocious beast it is, that it required a cultivator at the Immortal Realm realm to personally escort it here.
When faced with the approaching beast tide, this blue-robed cultivator did not hesitate to summon the ferocious aquatic beasts to join the group.
When Xu Long saw the blue-robed cultivator, his eyes narrowed again. To the other cultivators, the leading cultivator had an exceptionally imposing aura.
As a Xuanxian (a Immortal Realm immortal) cultivator, his personal visit to the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary suggests he's here to guard that ferocious aquatic beast.
Xu Long became increasingly curious about the ferocious aquatic beasts in the valley beneath him.
From the Heavenly Eye Xu Long discovered the beast tide, to the order from Perfected Lord Pinglu to close the Daoist temple, and then to the gathering of these cultivators into formation.
All these actions were completed in just a few breaths, proving that the cultivators at the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary were indeed seasoned veterans.
Even when faced with the onslaught of beasts, they were able to make orderly arrangements. With all the personnel in the dojo assembled, the strength of Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary reached its peak in an instant.
When faced with attacking ferocious beasts, the cultivators were equally formidable.
Despite having gathered more power, Xu Long still harbored deep worries.
His worries came from the heavens.
A conspicuous trail was reflected in his eyes, and the "whooshing" sound could be heard even inside the dojo.
The Metal Moat and Boiling Rampart Formation below had been fully activated, and countless cultivators couldn't help but raise their heads upon hearing this strange sound.
The world suddenly darkened, as if a black veil had been cast over the eyes of all the cultivators, and a heavy sense of oppression immediately gripped their hearts.