「Guixi Sect. The main gate.」
Outside, the dead silence of a land forsaken by heaven and earth remained. Not a single blade of grass grew upon the scorched earth.
Led by Dong Changsheng and Li Chunfeng, the twelve undercover disciples of mediocre talent entered the sect's gate, their hearts surging with turbulent emotions.
One disciple couldn't help but look back at the scorched land, then turn to face the paradise before them. The color drained from his face.
The companion beside him gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing.
The same thought occurred to both of them.
'...Did they drain the life force of an entire mountain for this?'
This thought sent shockwaves through the group.
A terrified glance, an unconscious tightening of a hand on a sword hilt—their shared horror was communicated without a word.
The group held their breath, daring not to make a single rash move.
They understood that now that they were inside the sect's gate, their every move was likely being watched.
