Master Tianyang's expression changed dramatically upon hearing the news, and he stood up immediately.
The sound of the drum was so sudden that, even though Zhou Xun was not a native of Fengyuan City, he could guess that something major was happening, so he quickly asked:
"What happened?"
"It's a routine in Fengyuan City; when the drum sounds nine times, it means a formidable enemy is invading, putting the city at risk of being overrun. All cultivators in the city must go up the city walls to resist the enemy!"
Master Tianyang's face was solemn, and he looked at Zhou Xun, bowed to the ground, and pleaded:
"The drum hasn't sounded nine times since three hundred years ago when our Fengyuan City was besieged by a beast tide, facing the threat of annihilation,"
"Brother Zhou, as a True Pill Cultivator, please lend Fengyuan City a hand. After repelling the enemy, the entire city will surely express its deep gratitude!"
