Han Li and the small old man left the room together. Having heard the series of bell tolls, Xiao Cui’er, who was guarding the garden entrance, couldn’t help but look back at the old man in panic.
The small old man wrinkled his brow and walked over to her, whispering something in her ear. Afterwards, the young girl was calm once more.
The old man then called out to Han Li, and the two flew off in the direction of the Official Hall.
On the way there, Han Li saw many cultivators travelling in the same direction. However, a large majority of them were Qi Condensation disciples; it was clear the sect’s strength had greatly diminished. When the Devil Dao arrived, even with the great protective formations, the sect wouldn’t be able to endure for long.
With solemn expressions, the two remained silent on their journey. Soon, they arrived at a huge stone hall.
