God-Slaying Pavilion, Sect Residence.
Ever since Su Han issued his command, for the past half-month, the entire God-Slaying Pavilion had fallen into a deep silence.
It seemed as though all the disciples had left the God-Slaying Pavilion, even those who usually stood guard at the entrance were nowhere to be seen.
And when those who still wished to join the God-Slaying Pavilion came and saw this scene, they all shook their heads and sighed, believing that the God-Slaying Pavilion was truly afraid of the Sect of True Martial Arts, having all run away, leaving behind this vast Sect residence.
At an unknown time, a dense mass of figures approached from the distance.
If one stood on the city walls of the Sect residence, they could immediately see that the number of figures was endless, impossible to count.
Under the galloping of these figures, colossal clouds of dust rolled up behind them, like a sandstorm, with startling momentum sweeping toward the God-Slaying Pavilion.
