"Boom!"
Dark calamity clouds gathered in the sky above Gong Yang Mountain.
The entrance to the Four Symbols Secret Realm had just closed, and the protectors of the various large factions began to whisper and chat.
The clans' disciples had entered the secret realm.
What was left outside was a gathering of elites.
Not many intend to miss this month-long gathering of elites from the major factions across the five regions.
Some people even took out tables, chairs, wine, and meat from their spatial ring. Clearly, they were prepared to welcome the guests.
At Gong Yang Mountain, they would have fun for a month.
After the disciples came out, if they had any grudges, they would be counted separately.
However, all these preparations were interrupted by the sudden calamity cloud and thunder.
Descending from the sky...
Seeping out from the sudden spatial crack in the Four Symbols Secret Realm.
"A demi-saint's aura?!"