Breaking the Seal

Meanwhile, in a cave in Falling Star Valley, Xing Ming remained hidden in the void, watching the scene below.

More than forty disciples stood in the cave, bewildered and terrified, with no idea what awaited them.

Many Foundation Establishment Realm disciples had joined them. They had not come earlier, but they already had some inkling of the truth.

Their faces were numb. Some had taken disciples of their own, though none of those disciples were among the thirty-odd gathered here.

As Xing Ming pondered, the red-robed youth's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Xing Ming, once fighting breaks out outside, find an opening and take everyone away at once!

"Stay hidden, and be quick!

"I'll make as much noise as I can and do everything in my power to hold those two back. With your junior brother controlling the array to help me, we might even have a chance to kill them.

"If... if there's an opportunity, I'll have Xinghe leave at the right moment too. Heh, heh, heh..."

The laughter echoed through Xing Ming's mind. Then the transmission ended, and no further sound came.

Hidden in the void, Xing Ming was already streaming with tears. He knew his martial uncle was fierce by nature and that his bond with Falling Star Valley ran deep.

This place had been his home for over a thousand years. He would never flee. He meant to establish his might in battle, to deter all sides when Xing Ming rebuilt the sect in the future, and to defend its last shred of dignity with his life.

Li Yan soon returned to his courtyard. His face betrayed neither grief nor joy as he entered his secluded cultivation chamber and activated its array restrictions.

"Old monsters beyond the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm really