Consequently, some people in the group sought those with profound inner strength and shouted at the foot of Yao Mountain, hoping that the disciples of various sects fleeing on Yao Mountain would hear it and head to the north side of Yao Mountain.
But... even if they could hear it, could their flying skills compare with the disciples of the Three Immortal Sects?
Another group of anxious people rushed to the garrison of Dalin Temple on the north side of Yao Mountain. In front of the slightly shabby camp of Dalin Temple, a crowd of people had already gathered. At the forefront of the crowd, several emotional old people were holding the sleeves of the monks on duty, pleading incessantly, "Junior Brother, please let my mother see Master Changsheng. My... child is on Yao Mountain, and he... is the only heir of our Shi family for three generations. The mission to glorify our Shi family relies solely on him. If something happens to him... our Shi family will be finished!"
