RUUUMMMBLEEE! On the ground, the White Tiger Hall oddly became a muddy flood, roaring as it rushed into the Transference Formation. In the wake of its ceaseless charge, the cave on the ground became larger and larger. Down below… rays of indistinct blue light surprisingly passed through!

“Huh?” The Lou Clan’s Five Honored Stars furrowed their brows. “What’s that down there?”

Xu Yangyi was reticent. His footsteps were already shifting away bit by bit from the area.

His palm was slick with cold sweat. Only he knew what was underground. More importantly, he had a guess why Fang Cheng had died!

Lord Zhao looked at him suspiciously. “What’s happening?”

“Leave this place…” Xu Yangyi said in a voice so low he couldn’t be heard. “I’m afraid… something big is going to happen here right now!”

“Why?”

“Listen to me!” Xu Yangyi almost growled out, his eyes somewhat reddened. “If you don’t want to die… leave now!”

Lord Zhao’s face also turned grave, but he couldn’t go!

“What about my people underground?!” He almost sprinted over and grabbed onto Xu Yangyi. “And your people? The Hidden Dragon Legion?”

“Message them and have them immediately evacuate… No!” His mind suddenly brightened. “Have them stay beside the demonheart magik; don’t go anywhere else!”

A vast and boundless curtain. Ten thousand cultivators...