Ancestor's Warning, A Cataclysmic Calamity

The message appeared before Jiang Chengxuan and then slowly began to dissipate.

By the time Qin Shenwu arrived, only a few lingering words remained visible.

"Prepare for… what has happened, Chengxuan?"

Qin Shenwu entered the Ascension Ancestor Hall with a furrowed brow, instinctively reading the last few words aloud and inquiring further.

As a venerable member of the Haoran Sect, he knew that any communication from the immortal ancestors was no trivial matter.

After all, it wasn't easy for the higher realms to contact the lower realms, and the immortal ancestors, with their valuable time, would not bother with them unless it was something significant.

Otherwise, could they really expect the immortal ancestors to take these disciples on an adventure through the Floodgate Realm?

If it weren't for a matter that threatened the entire sect, the immortal ancestors wouldn't easily intervene—no one in the Haoran Sect warranted such attention.