Flameguard City.
Within the cave dwelling of Lin Tianming, in a certain secret room, he sat cross-legged, his hands forming seals as he cultivated.
Fine strands of spiritual energy entered from his slender palms, flowing through his meridians and ultimately converging into his Seven Sea Dantian.
Just as he was immersed in his cultivation, three urgent, deep bell tolls rang out, clearly audible in every corner of Flameguard City.
At this moment, a great number of cultivators poured out from their dwellings, rushing toward the city walls.
Upon hearing the bell tolls, Lin Tianming couldn't help furrowing his brow, his previously calm face suddenly tensing.
Having arrived at Flameguard City almost a month ago, he had been peacefully cultivating as if the threat of demonic beast attacks didn't exist.
