The next day, a bell echoed throughout the Blood God Sect.
"Dang dang dang dang dang…"
Zhang Chen, who was practicing his spells in seclusion, opened his eyes. "What's going on? The disciples are being summoned again."
With doubts in his mind, Zhang Chen stopped practicing and turned into blood light, flying towards the square.
Usually, only when something big happens in the sect, the bell calling for disciples to gather would ring.
Soon, Zhang Chen arrived at the square.
After the battle with the Silver Moon Sect, the number of direct disciples had significantly decreased.
Zhang Chen found an acquaintance in the crowd and asked, "Senior Sister, do you know what's going on?"
Senior Sister shook her head. "No idea."
Zhang Chen looked around and realized that everyone was confused. They were asking each other. Obviously, no one knew why the sect was calling for a gathering this time.
