The disciples shouted in unison, responding with a roar.
The bronze bell rang three times, the golden gong resounded explosively, and several layers of protective arrays rose around the martial arts arena.
The Shuangye Alliance martial arts tournament began.
Lu Qian's opening speech had just inflamed the blood of the cultivators, filling them with passion. They clenched their drawn numbers into crumpled pieces, eager to showcase their skills and do their utmost to uplift the martial virtues of the Shuangye Alliance.
Only the upper echelons of the Shuangye Alliance knew that Lu Qian's words about "the day of Xuanguang Sect's invasion not being far away" were no empty statement; it was truly not far off.
Lin Le's intelligence team had sent information, showing that in nearby marketplaces like Meihua Square, Baojing Square, Fanglan Square, and Jiuzhi Square, Xuanguang Sect was increasing its procurement of supplies and recruitment of loose cultivators, which was highly suspicious.
