Mo Tie frowned when he looked at the Dragon Seeker disk, noting the swift and violent reaction from the red needle.
Everyone readied their weapons and techniques, tensions growing at the unknown entity drawing ever closer. However, after a few minutes, there was no oppressive aura or any sort of energy fluctuations for that matter.
The only thing they felt was the soft wind blowing.
At this moment, the needles on the Dragon Seeker disks started to spin, each pointing in different directions.
"Huh?!"
"W-what is this?! Where is this thing!"
A cold looking male disciple of the Scarlet Sword Sect suddenly drew his sword, "Above!"
However, it had been too late by then.
A cold voice spoke from above, sending shivers down their spines.
"Sky Sword River"
Dozens of swords materialized out of thin air before descending like vicious arrows with sentience.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
"Argh!!"
"M-my arm!"
