Stirring Trouble

Explosions riddled the uncharted wilderness as Leonardo's spiritual sense envelops the area, locking down on the positions of flying ships, carriages, and cultivators from different sects while they actively roamed the area. 

Most of them were in the 4th-tier, and very few 5th-tier cultivators spread in a net all around the area to keep the disciples safe from harm and report back during instances of danger. 

As the heavy aura of a 6th-tier powerhouse descended upon them, they immediately paled. 

Distress signals were immediately sent back to their respective sects, while they gritted their teeth and decided to take it upon themselves to buy time. 

"All disciples evacuate back to the sect! Immediately!" 

"Quick! We're under attack!" 

Even as they spoke, something horrifying took place. 

Leonardo paused in the center area of all the disciples, his white hair flapping gently with both hands clasped behind his back.